On the cusp ....

Prowling the garden, looking for something to blip, when this caught my eye. 

Today has been a bit of a washout (both weather wise and activity wise) - I couldn't get to sleep last night until well after 3 and have felt jaded all day.  I read Hamish MacBeth (pure escapism), did some not too taxing Gaelic and planted the shrubs we bought yesterday, so not a complete washout.