Awake early. Smoothie whizzed. Milk, yogurt, banana, and mixed berries.
Breakfast outside for the first time this year. Sun bright and full of promise.
Later, the Slovaks, the Liverpudlian and the Artist came for supper.
Tender lamb shanks cooked by Mr VJ in a saucy concoction of Guiness, marmalade, worcestershire sauce and stock, sprinkled with spring onions and drizzled with mint oil. Devoured.
Forgotten cookies with cream and berries. Savoured. Still room for a little cheese.
The Liverpudlian and and Mr VJ impressed with their juggling skills - Mr Slovak ... hope you've been practising!
Quiet Saturday. Little man polishing rocks and crystals.
She loves the things that little boys collect. Pockets full of string, bugs and stones.
Ammonites, Agate, Fools Gold and Firestone. Rose Quartz, shark teeth and bear's claw.
Wild boar tusks, still with sticky marrow inside ... it's a boy thing!
A few finds at auction and elsewhere, but more of that another time ...
On Sunday, the thrill of the secret garden. She will let you in on the secret soon but only if you promise to never, ever tell ...