Cool

A brief outdoor sojourn in the cool of the evening, after the mother of all storms.

Earlier, work on many fronts, CarbBoy to the orthophoniste (last time for a while) and some excessively hot sweet pea pruning when a legal thing just wouldn’t get itself straight in my head. So often a dull repetitive task, especially outdoors, sorts out the brain fog - and so it was today.

Later, Wonder Woman, with the kids astonished at my knowledge of the lasso of truth, though I rather let myself down by asking if Captain America would show up (wrong universe and, we later realised, wrong war).

And yes, the cement mixer is still in the middle of the lawn....