On my walk

A grey day but mild and, on my walk to get the paper, I passed the field with all the goats. This one came running over as if expecting a treat. I think people do feed them as they go down the path. Spent the afternoon in the garden digging out great clumps of mint. Hard work but satisfying when it’s all done. Filled up the gaps with fresh soil and now I have the pleasure of deciding what to plant in its place.