Purposeful

This is a dog who had just reburied her stinking bone for the umpteenth time and was on her way to tell me that she thought it was probably lunch time. No time for messing about...

There was the lightest of ground frosts this morning so I'm very glad to have decided to keep the tender veg seedlings under wraps in the tunnel house until the weekend. 

The weeds continue to grow regardless and I have a bed of nettles carrots to tackle next. 

There's no news from the UK other than my sibling is 'relatively comfortable' in hospital. Hospital is definitely the right place to be.