It’s a pretty short season in Britain, so it’s important to grab it with both hands while you can. A beautiful day here. I ran 10k in the hills this morning, and Trev took Bean into the park to see “goggies” and walk around on the grass.
This evening, I have been weeding, while Bean dreams of gridiron glory:
Meanwhile, I’ve been drying our bed linens on the line and have laid them over the lavender and rosemary hedges for a little extra something. I’ve also had moral support from Zeno:
And, I confess, some of what I believe is called “Dutch courage” (what? Cup holders are a perfectly fine feature for a stroller).