Lazy Sunday again

And I think even lazier than it may seem because I've probably blipped this balcony before. A day in the garden when I made lunch, picking some young broad beans to eat raw dipped in salt, and some herbs to go with ham and bread we'd bought, then lounged in my chaise longue watching LoJ tie up tomato plants and plant out peppers. I explained last year why I took the name chaiselongue, and why for me it is always said with a Spanish accent and all the vowels pronounced: chaisalonga.