Cosmos

A day of manual about with a welcome interruption of lunch with Iona and Torran.  I am not used to manual labour which involved completing a raised bed and fill it with top soil.  I took my time, pausing after each barrowload to consider whether there was an easier way to do this.  I concluded there was.  But it would involve paying someone else.  A second raised bed is now done.  One more to go.
As I creaked around the garden looking for a blip, I was forced to kneel down to catch the cosmos against the sky.  It was hard getting up.