In from the wet.

It couldn't be a more different day from yesterday. Wet and miserable.

Bluebell made a foray outside and showed a brief interest in the Bumble bees on the Pieris blossom (left) but thankfully didn't get too close, before visiting the birdbath for a quick drink and returning indoors to one of her favourite spots for a sleep.

She sleeps here on the back of a wood framed chair and never looks very comfortable but as it is above a radiator I suppose she knows what she is doing. (See large inset here) no patches of sun for her to seek out today.

I haven't been out at all. Did the ironing, having got most things from the weekend washed and line dried yesterday and then indulged in sitting and reading the book I treat myself to in Glasgow on the Mackintosh House.

Sometimes it nice to have an excuse to do very little.