new day

Still no sign of anyone fixing the wall, and so the swinging bench is positioned out of the way. Only the wind keeps knocking it over. I have managed to get it upright by myself on one occasion, but as the kids were around yesterday I asked one to help me. After some fuss, one did, only they proceeded to accidentally almost knock me out by crashing the canopy into my head, and trod in some dog poo which is then a massive clear up effort. So in this instance they were right and I was wrong. It would be simple to conclude it's not easier to do things with help, sometimes it's better just to soldier on alone.

can you tell yesterday was tough? I found some joy tho in my not-a-good-dog-owner way. I'm supposed to be in charge , not him, but he chose the route and so we went round a field and he led me to a solitary poppy amongst thistles.

today is a new day.
Fabulous singing with wonderful people was just what I needed. More singing and wonderful people planned for the weekend. I am very lucky.