We had rain overnight, enough to leave a few puddles on the garage roof anyway. But, when I continued my digging in the front garden after lunch, I found that the rain had done nothing to soften the rock soil, but I suppose it would have to rain for a month.

I still didn't finish all the digging, but now there's just one square metre to go. Tomorrow!

On my walk this morning I went to see if the bullocks were there or not, and they were but they were all lying down, so I was brave/stupid and walked through. Perhaps they were so boisterous before because they were excited to be out in a field, and now they're used to it. A friend is parking at my house tomorrow for a walk, but she's much braver with cattle than I am.