Rowan Tree and Red Thread

A lazy(ish) Sunday. I managed to finish something for Alarums & Excursions
for yesterday's deadline, and rewarded myself with re-watching an episode of
Bones with a murder victim who was boiled and had all her bones removed. Why
did I re-watch it again?

Anyway, Sunday has been slow paced, with the most strenuous moment coming
when I had to fit two flat-pack shelves into the back of our Punto. It's not
a large car but that staple of Irish farming, baler twine, came to my rescue
as I tied down the hatchback boot door. Rowan, who was with me worried that
people would laugh at our car. It's a Punto, love. They're already laughing.


Shelves safely delivered home, we're now in the park enjoying the closing
light of the weekend.

Work tomorrow but I'm ignoring that for the moment.