Nine Fifteen This Evening.

Julia put up on Facebook a couple of pictures she took as she was walking through Buenos Aires.  It must have been early this afternoon in Argentina, because it was around nine pm here.  I thought I’d do the same, a simultaneous event on the other side of the Earth, but being me, by the time I was done it was eleven.  Her pictures show blue sky, sun and giant palm trees.  Here we just have a foggy evening and a nosy peek through the window:

You can just see Topsy curled up on the sofa next to Dyv, on the right-hand side:

The Snow Is Melting.

The snow behind our house is melting, but  I can’t yet say that it’s almost gone. While I was out in the garden taking this picture, the rotten snow under my boots collapsed and I sank into it up to my mid-thigh.