White flowers

A day of solid work, but from home. Still feeling somewhat tired and underpowered, but took two short walks plus an hour's walk at lunchtime to do my paces. Working on an interesting, but challenging brief but from the comfort of my own home, so I can think. Luxury.

Spoke to Janet today, whose birthday it had been yesterday. She got the flowers we sent. Her sister Ann who I had met,  had died last week in Canada after a long illness.

A beautiful day, and at lunchtime I walked up to Hollingbury and through the backstreets home. Views towards the downs and to the sea. Lovely blue sky and fresh air. I've missed working in Brighton.

Below a path by white flowers of cow parsley and a may tree into the sky. And a snap from our kitchen window.