Delivery

Not too early a start this morning, Bailey and I walked the block a bit after nine and home for breakfast. A few Saturday jobs done and some telly catch up and reading before the delivery of some lovely flowers from Mum and Dad, they are the perfect match for some dahlias that I had already cut from the garden. Bailey and I also walked a belated birthday present around to the bestest friend but missed the call from the window. He was too busy doing his usual and I was clearly in another world.