Bottlebrush

It’s another day which has whizzed past, and here I am sitting on the sofa with Bean again, settled down for the evening.

It has consisted of a mixture of line trimming, watering, picking, cooking and finally entertaining a steady trickle of friends who turned up, mostly unexpectedly, from mid-afternoon onwards.

I’m awash with tea and full of cake. Bean had a wonderful time being admired and cuddled by the visitors.

I’ll sleep well tonight.