The best grass!

It's been a quiet day at home today before the diary starts to be more like normal tomorrow.

I finished editing the garden party photos this morning. This afternoon I did very little before making a pork casserole to cook slowly for this evening's meal.

Dick came to do the garden.  He is delighted with the state of our grass. Despite the relative drought, it is lush and green. It has responded to the fertiliser he put on it. Other gardens in the village are not so lucky and are too dry to apply fertiliser.

Angus continually drops his ball at Dick's feet while the grass cutting is going on. I was acceptable as a ball thrower when Dick refused. The ball is disgusting, covered with drool.

I need to be ready for tomorrow's committee meeting. We have an autumn festival to prepare!!