Walks

It's brilliant to be able to go for evening walks without too much pain. I don't know why I don't do it all the time. First of all this hibiscus popped out and said hello as it lounged around a letterbox.



It's inorganic rubbish time and the weather's great. It's fun looking at people's rubbish. So far I've scored Victorian garden tiles (poozled from the inorganic by sharp-eyed friends), some wood to help fix the mess down the side path, and a giant pot.




I discovered a beautiful mural opposite the Red Baron motor bike shop. I'm having a bit of bother getting the photos up. Maybe later.