Unusually for me, there were no plans for this weekend, and as the weather was to deteriorate, a day of sunbathing was in order. But first the cloudy skies and a downpour seemed to put paid to that
But the clouds diminished and the sun shone!
It was so warm and lovely to enjoy being in the garden. Blue skies, green grass and a cacophony of flora.
Poor Oscar struggled with the heat, trying to find somewhere cool to lie.
Sunday was spent largely relaxing, FaceTime to Melbourne and the Monaco GP.
Today has been a little more industrious, and for half a millisecond the house was tidy!
We enjoyed breakfast in the garden, but intermittent showers curtailed lunch outside. 
It has been wonderful to see the garden change over the last few weeks and no doubt this will continue, with colour now everywhere to be seen, smell is becoming a feature too.
A paella and a glass of sangria for dinner and the weekend is over, with the news filled with more about the dreadful act last Monday.
We live in scary times: we have before, and we need to allow time for healing. Easier said than done. 🙏🏻
My little life 
