Good Morning

This wee nymph of a (probably) southern sickle bush-cricket was the only critter I spotted in the garden early in the morning sun after the very welcome rain at night.

I felt lousy ( So, I was a critter in the garden, too? ;-) ) and tired to the bones. I fell asleep as soon as Teba was in her bed. I finally had an idea for my friend Anne's big birthday on Sunday, what will me keep busy for the rest of the week. She is still very poorly in hospital, but at least they finally started the chemotherapy. 
So there will be no power or time for your journals, sigh :-/