Still Life

The new garden tiles were laid today, and the poor guy had to endure both heavy rain and a hot sun, as these two things alternately replaced each other in rather rapid succession.  One moment he would be soaking wet with rain, the next moment everything would dry up.  I hope he does not fall ill.  I know I would.  In any case ... the tiles are done!  Tomorrow he will return to work on the path, all the way to the new shed, but this should not take eight hours the way it had to go today.

Processed all the genealogy info, which arrived in two fat folders, some housework, and the inevitable Ishiguro.  The shot shows the very last square of pudding, which promptly got eaten after the shot was made.