Missing nothing...

...The robins are, to my delight, undeterred by the proximity of the bird table to the window. They are incredibly observant and watch every move I make.

Especially if it has anything whatsoever to do with food.

This is a back blip, owing to the fact that we have been entertaining.

That's not in the sense of running around the village wearing nothing but elbow length white gloves (which would, admittedly, have done what it says on the pack)... but rather, having friends staying here for the weekend.

An old friend of Himself came with his new wife. What lovely people.
We did that thing that's rarer than it feels, of sitting out in the garden until very very late. (Thank you weather).
They reminisced.
We laughed.
A lot.