Companions

I felt much better late yesterday afternoon, like a fug had lifted and all the fatigue evaporated.  It's a strange one and something I get occasionally.

Many thanks for the hearts for yesterday's little bee.

This morning I managed to walk around the wood and then down the middle of the field to the little bridge over the stream.  The workmen have been and repaired the broken handrail by attaching two new supports at either end.  Very satisfactory.

The shopping has been delivered and I've started a new Peter James book sitting in the sunshine where it's lovely and warm.

I decided not to removed the petals either side of the anemone, as I thought it would appreciate a bit of support.