A little empty herb jar with flowers.

The Feast Day of Saint Oliver Plunkett. A well respected saint of Ireland.

A very good set of weathers here.
19c. A pleasant beginning for July, one of the best Summer months.
I do not take interest in sport. I know it brings joy to many to watch cricket and tennis and that is good. Crowds, in this Covid laced time, are of course concerning.
Paul is still not well.
I have been sent out to buy three boxes of Covid19 tests. 
I hope I stay as far from the ghastly virus as it is humanly possible.
I am not a great wearer of a face covering, because I, like most of us, like to breathe properly, but as all of us I would hope, wish to not get one of the vile covid19 mutations out there, a face mask and clean hands are sensible choices.. Keeping a respectful space is not currently being regarded as wise, but it is still worth it. God watches over all of us.
Stay well as best is possible blip friends.
Friday is a sign of the weekend coming and the rest it rightly brings.