A muggy and wet day.

Connie and I drove to the craft cafe through lanes now edged with wild garlic in flower. The white garlic against the blue bells and the trees beyond would make a lovely photo but not practical with unsteady 88 year old in tow.

Next came Myrtle. She explained that she only became forgetful last week and therefore gave up her car. I had planned to do some gardening with her but it rained heavily so we stayed indoors.

May was a sweetheart, as usual. Love her!

Lidl shop on my way home.

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