A Drone's View

Early May means just one thing
The flowering of the garden Montana .
I photographed the flowers covering the garden arch just as the velvet voiced Linda texted for a weekly "all is well!" check up!
I noticed on the app site that one of the wardens had brought a drone in to check the condition of the Church Bell and there has been much discussion about cherry pickers and who has a head for heights!
I have downloaded two photos from the drone visit
A different perspective of my cottage!

 Bwthyn y llan ( bottom left) a stones throw from the church .

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The West part of the village , lying at the base of the Gop.

I'm making soup at the moment , some for me and some for Marion and John over at Bron Haul Marion fractured her pelvis and is only eating easymade sandwiches at lunchtimes
I've left out the chilli,
" chilli plays havoc with old lady's  bowels!" Marion once told me
Mary was sat at the living room window looking out for Hattie who has just turned up to take her for a walk. I made Hattie soup, she left homemade scones .
The barter of the countryside continues.

I'm going to design my chess figures today. The clay is all wrapped up carefully under the sink in readiness.
I'm got the lawn to cut and a climbing rose to prune

I think I may wear my PPE when tackling the rose, those thorns will have an eye out

A steady stream of villagers have passed by today
Animal Helper Pat  has too many bedding plants so I have arranged to buy some . She looks well if  not a bit lonely  and old Trevor at 96 walked passed for his daily 2 mile constitutional looking mighty fine

My uniforms are cleaned and are hung up behind the back door,
They are turning gently in the breeze like silent blue wind chimes

I'm back at work tomorrow.
The weekend has drifted past like giant clouds on a faint wind
Slowly and rather silently
Hey ho