By Number147


A morning walking and an afternoon gardening.

I've been resisting the urge to get cracking in the garden but succumbed this afternoon.

I mowed the back lawns and started to tidy the beds but I feel it's still a bit early.

Then I went onto the far bank of the cutting to set up the trail camera. The badger sett looks bigger than I've ever seen it and ducks have returned to one of the ponds.

Very mild weather.

Florence has gone to schmooze clients in Paris. I remember days like that. Breakfast in Wiltshire, lunch,  with Fulvio, in Milan, and home the same day. Where did I get the energy from?

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