Murky Waters, Dark Times.

After the horrendous news this morning from Brussels it was good to get out into the garden and get some of the new raised beds filled with some herbs, artichokes and rhubarb that Mr P had brought over from the allotment.
At the times when l can't make sense of the world l always thrive on working with the soil, it centres me and makes me realise we are all part of a whole.
Later we had a pre dinner walk down at Saltaire, the lights from the canal side buildings made interesting patterns in the water, it was nearly dark by the time we left.