A pigeon regularly sits on our sculpture, Fledgling, as a staging post for the feeders.
The doorbell rang this morning, a most unusual occurrence at the moment. There on the doorstep was a bag of strong flour and further down the drive at a socially distancing appropriate place was our good friend J from choir, shopping for various people, who thought of us and my lack of strong flour! What a treasure she is! Bread making is back on the agenda as I also sourced some fresh yeast today! 
It is the third anniversary of the death of our dear friend and neighbour, Bill. We remember him with a garden posy of Rosemary, Forget-me-nots and Primroses, one here in our house and one for Sue-next-door, with much love.
