Hiding

You can just about the make out the newt lurking under the lily pad.
Spent most of the day engrossed in the Orwell/Kafka programmes on the radio interspersed with bread making and a walk to Acorn Bank, down to the river, collecting elderflower heads, and a food shop in the breaks. 
A stong chilly wind all day.
Time for a shower before the last episode this evening.