Glorious weather, unseasonably but blissfully warm. I wobbled up through the mud with the tractor and trailer and then spent half an hour turning the air as blue as the sky as I attempted to back the wretched trailer up to the woodpile. Gaagh! Enough to try the patience of the saint! Having carved some nice deep trenches, I eventually got it where I wanted it...though for much of the time the blasted trailer was alongside the tractor! How does that happen!!The peacocks are sunning themselves and tolerating the company of Little, who is very devoted despite frequent peckings from both Mr and Mrs P. Uncharitable souls.
This isn't where my nudes are going...but I could not resist a little play with the Gilbert and George style of quasi stained glass..She is gold, but you can't really tell from the photo.
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