A Spot Of Sun.

Out in the garden the roses are still hanging on. New Dawn, a modern climber, is sprinkled with pale pink flowers and although the Old English roses only have a few blooms they still have the most wonderful scent. I've spent most of the day out in the garden, still working on the path in the scree garden. One last section to do and the moss will be cleared from there at least.

The day had been overcast to start with but later I suddenly realised that the sun had made an appearance. Not in my garden of course but I could see it shining across the fields.

Peter has spent the day working on the woodburner, a job which seems to be getting more complicated as the weeks go by. Because it had the wrong shaped fitting at the back the condensation has caused the flue to rust and there are some problems with the fitting of the main flue. Hopefully we should have it sorted before we actually need to use it. We don't have a lot of wood so really we will only be using it when we have guests. We can always turn on the central heating if it gets too cold. Right now the rayburn keeps the kitchen warm and it has been so warm in general that we hardly need the electric radiator in our room.