In the Pink

I'm glad someone bought some flowers for Lady Marian for Valentine's Day tomorrow. They came in useful on a very dreary day. I dare say I could have found an outside blip but somehow after the last three weeks, I found it hard to get enthused about going out there. It'll be nice to have these lovely little roses on my page tomorrow.

I filled up the bird feeders this morning and this afternoon I saw what looked like a golf ball on the patio. It wasn't of course, it was a fatball. I think a horde of squirrels must have come through and knocked the feeder to the ground and pinched three of the four fatballs I put in it earlier. Little ba perishers!

I'm attempting a fish curry this evening.