Spinnicles

I'm not sure that this a real word but it's what I always think of when I see these delicate flowers. Loads in my garden which suggests that they must be a weed.

Tough day today. I spent the morning drinking tea and reading in the garden in preparation for the women's cycle race. I think I snoozled during that but caught the exciting bits and the tremendous finish - I also reflected on how much more I understood the scale of it from having driven around much of the route at different times. Then I dallied with the synchro diving before diving into the canoe slalom which is simply exhausting. Roast pork with sauerkraut and salad for dinner soon so it's all good.