My snowdrop

Our grandson is safely home from hospital, still coughing but there is reassurance it will pass.

Meantime, the main activity of the day was to begin painting the long wooden fence.  It is a long fence and it will take some time.  It is also a task in which I struggle to find much interest.  It just needs to be done.  I welcomed the prospect of rain and the excuse to abandon work for the day.  It might take longer than anticipated.

The snowdrops are out under the hawthorn trees.  One clump is of an interesting double.  But it was dark in there.  And raining.