It feels like a very lazy day today. Beautiful sunshine and too hot to do anything energetic. Paul has hurt his back so I’m on dog walking duty. Apart from strimming the rockery and preparing some meals I have been sipping cold wine in the shade and reading my Kindle. I picked a book at random, it’s a mystery murder set in the cold and misty Shetlands, rather at odds with my present surroundings.
My view from the terrace should be idyllic but I am gazing out at a line of onions Paul has put out to dry along the top of the wall. They have a certain beauty of their own.