First of the season

J  came back and did the grouting and beaded the edges.  All in all a wonderful job. He'll be back on Sunday to do the last touches.


It was a bit strange to have the  first local strawberries on the first day of summer on such a cold, cloudy, rainy day that seemed more like February than June., but they went down a treat with some yogurt.
I can't remember the last time I had fresh strawberries but after tasting them today, it was far too long ago.


Ah well...