Listening to an audio book (again) of the Witches by Roald Dahl. Unlike some books of it's age it hasn't really dated. And it's surprisingly scary.
Today's picture was taken in the cemetery on the way to a lovely few sunny hours in the allotment. Lots of satisfying weeding accomplished, readying the plot for this season's crops.
The power of the Internet has revealed the sad story connected to this very beautiful grave. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_Smith_(poet)