So many books so...

little time to read them all before I die.  My trouble us I am too light for heavy books and too heavy for light books.  

A funny day today.

We took a picnic to walk Ellie on Bircher Common... okay with Boris and Co. Section 11 in the book of how to keep yourself safe in these troublesome times...

‘You can and should travel to attend the care and exercise a pet’

Hamsters notwithstanding as they already have their own means of perambulation i.e. a wheel.

We took a bowl each of bean salad to at the very least put a spring in our steps... or some such!?!  Oatcakes and Ludlow’s finest H2O.  There is no doubting, we sure know how to live?

We all had a lovely time, Ellie met a cut out soldier stood as a mark of remembrance smack in the middle of the common.

Then on to meet a black horse with one eye, who to start with we all thought was made out of the same ply that made up the soldier. As we stood and watched a way off, he slowly sat down, we were concerned that the horse didn’t seem to engage with what was going on around him.  The husband went to investigate, the horse wasn’t tethered as we at first thought, a wild (?) pony... maybe?  On closer inspection the horse seemed okay, content even.  Himself reported that all was well as Ellie and I stood back in case there was a problem.

Home now with supper in the oven and the thought of which book to choose from the pile beside my recliner resembling the learning tower of Pisa...