Squirrel Run

I had decided that today I would take a photo of a grey squirrel running along the top of our fence. Len put a chair by the open window of the bedroom and sure enough, a squirrel appeared almost immediately, but he was the only one to appear while I was sitting there for over an hour. 

It was so calming sitting in the warm sunshine. I hardly noticed the time. Basil agreed.

I asked to go to the Outwoods this afternoon as this is likely to be the best week for the bluebells (see extra).

The muffins at Olivia's get bigger and bigger.