In the treetop.

Saw the return of one of the parakeets today. As we hadn't put out any food for a month or so, to allow them to forage for themselves for a while, they had, invariably, stayed away, until this specimen returned briefly, posing on top of the tree. As for the day, the better half was still feeling a tad poorly, though getting better, so stayed in mostly, though I did pop out and get the papers and later, cut the grass. So that's it for the weekend, expected and planned much, did little. Tomorrow is, of course, another day.