Pseudovadonia

My app tells me I fell asleep at 0343 and who am I to argue.  Three pillows from the spare bed chucked on the floor and the comfy one on the other side of the bed where I found myself at just after 8 a.m.  Three bad nights in a row and even two paracetamol couldn’t stop my feet twitching until just after I heard a blackbird start the day, when I succumbed.

Bedding changed on the beds in the main bedroom, and mattresses turned.  Washing out and dried in less than an hour.  It’s hot out there.  Blinds are down and the conservatory is out of action.

I have made the occasional foray outside trying to photograph bees but spotted this little longhorn beetle on the potentilla.