R&R

This afternoon, we cycled out to Raymond's garden, open for the Scottish Garden Days. He lives in a wee cottage down by the river, and his garden was described in the blurb as "tiny but enchanting". Sometimes I wish our garden was like that, and then D wouldn't be out there now pulling up Sticky Willy.
We found this lady in a shady grove. I don't think she does much gardening, nor did she help to make the nice tea and cakes which we enjoyed before biking back into a fierce headwind (as usual).