I woke up at 6.30 yesterday morning and decided it was too nice a day to miss out on. I donned the exercise gear and headed out of the door before the mood wore off! Back home and a cuppa downed I thought I'd tackle the grotty garden furniture before I had a shower.
The table and bench are quite a few years old and were going to ruin from the weather, I'd bought some stain on Saturday and thought a quick wire-brushing followed by slapping on some paint would take an hour or so.
Three hours later, thoroughly bored and I was still at it. But I think it was worth it. The chairs can wait a while as they are virtually new, and I can't face all those slatted bits.
The good weather had brought lots of little visitors, mainly wasps. There are zillions this year and there's a nest in the wall at the end of the garden. So far they've minded their own business as there's plenty of flowers to keep them busy.
A bit of added interest over on the pond was a Large Red Damselfly; who, despite the name, is actually quite tiny. I'm surprised I spotted it with the state of my eyesight at the moment- it's deteriorated a lot recently, and I'm back to wearing glasses much of the time.
The tench like it when it's warm and come to the surface of the pond to bask, usually mostly hidden by the floating duck weed or the water lilies.
The girls and I walked through the park later to have afternoon tea in our favourite cafe. We'd booked which was a good job as evrywhere was heaving with visitors, lots of pop-up kiddie tents and a few BBQs even in the park.
I think this recent new article may have bought people from further afield as well as the Festival currently on. I went to a Fringe production on Friday night, most odd it was as well. A woman channelling Charlotte Bronte, sort of. the audience was the best bit, including the man who fell asleep and snored, and the woman on the front row who kept turning round and asking "What's going on. Does anybody know?" Got to love alternative entertainment.