Digging for Voles this morning.
Which is Naughty Enough without it involving dangerously close proximity to my flower beds, including the World's Most Expensive Buddleia (which you may remember from last year was supposed to be white for the moths, cost fifteen quid mail order and then turned out to be purple and the size of a five pence piece. True, it has grown- you can just see it behind the Naughty Small - but I am Quite Certain it won't be best pleased to be on the receiving end of the determined and none-too-delicate attentions of a hell-bent-on-excavating-voles JRl!)
Do you think the black beard suits her? She's been modelling it all day, until this evening when it has finally dropped off, mostly on the new carpet in the sitting room :o)
One assignment down now, one to go, and my finger has benefited from a weekend of little or no computer use :o)
Hope all are well? It's 2 degrees here, cold and clear. The moon is filling up and the stars are all shining. L has just spent half a millisecond on the (extended) homework that he's had two weeks to do and which is due in this week, M is out at Running Club and I am trying to ignore the washing up...:o)
I'll leave you with the Tawny Wol who has taken to sitting on the Owl Tree outside my kitchen window at dusk. Only tonight he'd turned into a squirrel.... :o)
Have a pleasant evening all,