Sunday breakfast

We have poached eggs for breakfast almost every Sunday - it is our treat, and has become a tradition.  Walter is the expert experimental cook.  Today, he tried adding a little dill to one egg - but we couldn't really taste it.

It has rained on and off all morning - but despite the rain, we did get a bit done in the garden - planted a couple of trees, and about 100 assorted bulbs.  I find such planting quite hard, as I cannot crouch or kneel easily due to my knee, and so it is all done by bending at the waist.