These beautiful seed head remains caught my eye a week or so ago and I found them kissed by sunshine this morning.
Father and son joiners have arrived to replace all the doors. The old ones were stacked up outside when I got back from walking the dog. I didn't/don't want to look. They'll have witnessed all kinds over the years.
The men got in a muddle about whether the bathroom door was to stay. I knew the answer as I remembered the architect clarifying it as 'not a habitable room'! Cheek!
Right, back to being invisible and making endless brews.
If you're partial to a cobweb have a look large.