Work has been hideously busy so I need to gether my scattered thoughts for a proper post. Thursday night I arrived home to realise I’d left the house 14 hours previously. Not good.
But I’ve done three or four crochet projects as my first ventures into previously unchartered territory, the wild-grown end of my garden continues to delight the bees and the butterflies and also me, thanks to the bees, the butterflies and the bumper crop of raspberries I’m getting with almost no input from me – and it looks like it will be a good year for the blackberries too.
But mostly, it’s been all about work. Toby sums it up more eloquently than I.