Just plopping in a photo from Sunday a day late on Monday.

I didn't feel like writing anything yesterday. Well, maybe I did. I just didn't feel like sharing it.

It was supposed to be Richard's day off but he had to work.

We watched the cat catch and eat 2 birds in quick succession, and I wondered how many others she kills when we're not looking. I wondered how many the other cats who visit our garden kill when we're not looking, and I became really distressed.

I've read that having autism can make it hard for people to move on from upsetting things.

I wouldn't want to be one of those people who can move on, to be honest. I'm glad I'm sensitive.