The end is over the hill.

Went to the farmshop by bike and got some veg and meat, including an onion that weighs at least 750g. Might blip it tomorrow if nothing else comes up. The weather was grey but not cold.
This electricity line caught me eye on the way. The line started from a substation I was standing between the first and second poles and you can't tell where the lines go to - but they do have a final destination and so serve a necessary function. It seemed a suitable analogy for the second day of lockdown.
After lunch Mr Rat and I put up the garden arch he'd assembled yesterday as a replacement for the clematis-bearing one that was disintegrating.