A journal of my sailing, my dogs, my band. I can promise photos, but not consistency; as far as subject matter goes I'm a bit of a nomad, so can at times drift about the place with seeming abandon.
Tuesday, 15 April 2014
The pear tree in mum's garden is in full blossom. It's been a lovely, blue sky sunny spring day.
I've spent it with Dad, ripping out my kitchen for a refit. Haven't seen much sun, but have been grateful for the lack of rain.