What comes next will be marvellous

A nice morning, not having to spring out of bed. After breakfast a chat with Mum (who was visiting the Welsh neighbours later today with Mas) Lorraine and I  went for cobweb blower along the the beach. Gorgeous colours, the sea greenish and clouds hurrying across the sky. Beth and James came around this afternoon, and hung out. Nice to see them, and had a very relaxed time, though they are both knackered from work and having to deal with the house move stuff. James cycled over via Eastbourne, the last bit against the wind. Everyone excited by the prospect of them moving to Seaford. 

A fair amount of the food grown in our garden. Lovely leeks and excellent parsnips plus Lorraine made a fab celeriac puree. 

After Betty and James left, Adele and Patrick popped in, with a card and present for me -- a framed picture with the words WHAT COMES NEXT WILL BE MARVELLOUS -- which I love. (And rather timely after getting a poetry rejection just beforehand). Patrick gave Lorraine an intense music theory lesson on the piano too.

Below, the colours of Seaford Beach at midday.