I'm fed up with watering all the potted plants in the garden, but otherwise they would be dead by now.
This echinacea started opening its petals, a few days ago it looked like a green coronet.
The photo is slightly out of focus, but I like the shape of the flower, which is totally different by now.
Eddie is at the age, when he is easily entertained by selfies. Here we are in bed, reading one of the Goosebumps Horrorland books, and taking selfies. As you do.
On Tuesday morning we did a quick food shopping and popped into Costa, mostly to escape the heat, and have a cup of coffee, and a slice of chocolate crispie cake.
I've been weeding in the garden, next to the old stone wall, and digging a bit too, when a few of the broken china pieces have resurfaced. Very strange, as I have definitely been digging in that area before, and also found some old broken china. I wonder why some of the previous owners thought to throw broken china in that particular spot.
I'm not even reading that much recently. I'm taking part in the blog tour for The Little Cornish Kitchen later this week, and I still haven't finished reading it. It's a bit too much of chick lit for my taste, and is rather predictable, but I'm enjoying all the food references and recipes.
Evening sky on Friday was a mix of pink and blue.
More of the sky: I hate flying, but for some reason find the aeroplanes fascinating, as long as they're not too low and not too noisy.