Rumbling along nicely now, thanks ArGee.
Just one of life’s little interludes.
The Sun is out, the sky is blue...there is a great fat Pigeon sat in the Willow tree outside the compound.
Just staring in...like it is watching us. Staring...writing down notes in Cyrillic in a little notepad.
The beautiful cat is sitting out on the cement, harassing birds by existing. I can hear the weeds ... er, native greenery ... growing.