… which I intended to link to this, but seeing the picture again, I find I’d have to call it ‘Z’s side!’ which would be meaningless, so I won’t do it.
I’ve had a perfectly lovely holiday, thank you, and will force you to look at pictures over the next day or two. I spent the whole of both solitary journeys listening to albums you lovely people have recommended to me. I left my car at my sister’s in Wiltshire and we drove the rest of the way in her little car. Thank goodness we did, West Cornwall is no place for my estate car. I’m not sure I could have made the turn into the car park in Mousehole.
While I was away, the lilac, the bluebells and the may came out and Al is keenly planting out tomato plants in the greenhouse. I was earlier than the Sage expected (no traffic hold-ups at all) so he was out when I arrived, but he said “I’ve missed you*” when he did arrive, so that was all right. He has hoovered, cleaned the kitchen sink and worktops and washed the kitchen floor, and didn’t even mention it (there’s modesty for you). I did, however, appreciatively, so I’m sure he will be keen to do it again soon, maybe even when I’m home…
… Al just went past carrying a tankful of tadpoles, on his way to the pond to change the water. I followed him and we found a dove in the pond, under the heron-deterring netting. I’m not sure how the poor bird got under the net, but it’s lucky we found him when we did. He was able to crouch partly above the water line, but couldn’t get out. I picked him up, disentangled him and put him on the ground. He waddled away, looking totally shocked.
I’ll be back later (I’ll have time as the Sage has a meeting this evening), but the garden is calling me.
*Well, so I should hope!