Have a heart

I like to find heart shaped stones; there's a number here on the rockery. This area was created rather spontaneously when I moved a pile of stones from here and there was little forethought involved. So now the plants struggle with a shady position and only the strong survive - an interesting, if inadvertent, experiment.

No rain but a chilly wind. I sat outside for a catch up with a friend which was OK if the sun shone but not otherwise!

Went through and purged a pile of Mum's old quilting photos that my sister sent up when clearing Dad's house. It felt a bit sacrilegious but they are Mum's memory joggers, not mine.

There were a few of this place too when they visited 12 years ago. Now, those I have kept. What a difference!