Homage to the echinacea

We have rats in the garden. They come under the fence from the house next door. Spencer and Pippin are obsessed with hunting them. In their search for them the pots by the conservatory have all been moved and some of the plants damaged. The echinacea was one of them.

HtP and I have worked in the garden. While he was with the dogs I’ve walked down town and paid in the retiring collection from Tuesday.

It’s been really hot so we’ve stopped for regular refreshments.

After dinner we’ve sat in the garden watching the stars come out.