It's been overcast and chilly but this morning dawns bright and warm. The angelic duo are keen to get their harnesses on and the day started.
Angus does more painting of the bookcase in the dining room. It's looking better than it did but the colour chosen seems rather like battleship grey. It's an unwritten law of nature that every time I clamber on to the top platform 'The Font' calls. The paint has run out so the cupboard doors will have to wait. Bob was right about three coats being needed. Sophie opens one of the cupboard doors with her nose and finds a pack of paper napkins. These she happily shreds. A trail of shredded paper is left through the house marking her path.
The rooms at The Rickety Old Farmhouse have double doors. Installed to keep out the wind or protect privacy or perhaps both.The PONs love double doors. Hide and seek has never been such fun. I try to explain to Sophie that she would be more difficult for her brother to find if she kept quiet and didn't yelp with excitement. She gives me her ''You play it your way I'll play it my way" look.
A few more days and the roses will be at their peak.
The lavenders that have been planted under them still aren't doing anything. Perhaps the roses are casting too much shade ?