Friends and Lemon Curd

There’d been an overnight frost. My washing was frozen on the line from last night. But the sunshine was glorious.

I met Fidelma and Carol-Anne. We enjoyed a walk around Rickerby Park before soaking up the sun in Carol-Anne’s garden. We nattered, laughed and caught up on each other’s news. I gave them one of Toms garlic plants and Fidelma gave us a jar of homemade lemon curd.

Wills cats are settling in. Although I think Angus is more frightened of them then they are of him.