Yesterday: Cassie sits on a plant while watching an insect. Well, she wouldn't want to sit on the chilly concrete slab, would she? (Does anyone know what that plant is? It's deciduous with spires of small, rather insignificant flowers in July. I grow it for the foliage - now greatly improved by Cassie.)
Meanwhile, Sirius surveys his terrain. Those irises are good, don't you think? I love irises.
Thank you so much for your good wishes regarding my innards. So far, I regret to say, they continue to be somewhat volcanic. This is difficult since my mum is now in hospital with precisely the opposite problem, and because she's in the oncology ward, with lots of people on chemotherapy with suppressed immune systems, I didn't feel I could go and see her today in my diseased state. Though arguably my mum could do with a dose of what I've got... .
Enough. I shall go and practise my difficult Mozart, even though I've called off tomorrow's piano lesson.