Speckled wood

I spent the day working outside in the garden (not gardening, as Fred thought when I told him this, but editing on the computer outdoors on the picnic bench). It was lovely.

In the evening, we went to see Calvary, which is billed as a dark comedy, and it was but only in small parts, but left me sobbing in the street afterwards. I've no real idea of why it affected me so much. I'm still thinking about all the intricacies of the film and don't want to say too much in case people wish to see it. No spoilers here. It was very well done, but it's not a film I'd go to see for entertainment. It's much deeper than that and it's going to take me a while to work it out.