You can't see the glass of wine!
I started by making a list. Actually I made four of them: grocery shopping, all the other places I needed to go in Town (including a visit to the garden centre), things to be done in the garden and all the other things to be done. This accounted for a lot of paper!
By 0800 I had two complete washes out on the line. With not a cloud in the sky and a warm day in sight I washed everything I could think of. Mind you a week's clothes from my trip away helped.
After breakfast and refitting the radio weather station monitors I'd taken down whilst I was in New Zealand for the winter I went to town and returned after midday.
The weather was so warm and perfect that I spent the whole afternoon in the garden. I strimmed and mowed. I planted a dozen hebes and a couple of astilbes. I fixed a plant basket into the pond. I dug and pruned and generally basked in the glory that is the perfection of a warm, still , sunny day on Lewis before the midges hatch in July.
This evening I installed the new fridge I collected this morning to replace the one that ceased to function over the winter. Why did I choose the model with the difficult to re-hang door? Then I was so stiff that I succumbed to having a spa bath: something I rarely do. In fact I can probably count on one hands the number of baths I've had during the last 12 months: they're no use to get oneself clean and no fun on one's own.
I should add that I have a shower! Anyway I lay there listening to the Kubelik version of Dvorak's First Symphony. It is my spa bath music. I never get tired of listening to it although I don't usually listen to this version. It can inspire peace and calm and great sadness amongst many other emotions.
After dinner I decided that I had to do the ironing. I have, in the past, said that ironing is ok and I meant it at the time. Today, however, the task seemed daunting and, indeed, it actually took me two complete episodes of West Wing (I'm on Series 1 for the third time at least) to complete most of it.
And now as the sun has gone down into a flawless sky and darkness has almost fallen (it is 2345 after all) I bid you farewell and good night.