All A-Flutter

I should have got out to blip this magnolia a few days ago, when it was basking in the sunshine and starred with more blossom than I've ever seen on it - him, Leonard Messel is the name of this one. The flowers are still there, dancing in the breeze today, but looking just a little bit tattered. 

More toddler-proofing the house - the cot has been brought down and put together. We must have done this a few dozen times, but it still takes several goes before we get it right. Ditto the fireguard, we'll tackle that tomorrow. 

A bit of gardening, if you can call raking moss out of the grass that - it feels like painting the Forth Bridge, a never-ending task. I filled one sack, if I do that every day ... I'm going to need a lot of bags ...