T A R

It was another lovely day and I had the back doors open. The bird feeders were attracting a rat and a squirrel. The dogs recognise the words and hence the word T A R whenever I wanted to talk about them. When I did say the words they both raced out to scare them away.

The blackbirds were busy feeding their babies.

HtP helped me to take an old bookcase to the recycling centre.

This clematis used to be in a tub and it didn’t like it. It’s now in the open ground and it’s doing really well.

Tomorrow is a special day. It’s the opening ceremony of the chemical plant that David was working on when he died. We are all going instead of him. It’s going to be a moving event.