St Pauls, West Melton

On the way home from Wednesday's exercise I pass St Paul's in West Melton. Many country churches are wooden. Perhaps St Paul's is a victim of the era where it was fashionable to clad wooden bungalows.

At work I identified a cascade of critical dates, outside of my control, for a project I'm working on. If one of those dates doesn't happen it will be interesting. Planning is always a huge job but it does give clarity about what needs to be done and by when, in order to produce an end result.

Today's gratitude: For the the sound of the birds and sense of peace in the grounds of St Paul's.