While I was in England, it rained and rained here. Rivers overflowed, there were floods. Now it’s incredibly green, and our meadow is like a hoarding from the Irish Tourist Board. But the colour doesn’t last long. It was stronger yesterday, I think. These pictures were taken at about 9:30 this evening.
The other day I spent several hours trying to level our outdoor bathtub after the snow had sort of tipped it over during the winter.
A Bad Guide 
This may sound rather greedy but photos of Topsy and chums would be appreciated here. They’d look pretty good against your green background I dare say.
Ah, good to have feedback. Ok. I take lots, of course.
It’s worth visiting Naked Capitalism just to enjoy the photo of the ponies.
http://www.nakedcapitalism.com/2013/05/links-52613.html
(Otherwise that blog is odd: over a few years the comments have declined from being routinely interesting to being largely bonkers even though the postings remain good stuff.)
Well that’s actually naked capitalism at work. Something to do with Gresham’s Law.
Dearieme, usually I don’t visit anything or anybody naked.
Crown, having a look at your bathtub on the last photo I have just been wondering why you didn’t use it as a bobsleigh in the winter. Especially if it is already starting to move as your post suggests.
I’m phasing out all winter sports.
Here’s a sport: winter or summer, I’m not sure.
Poor goat, stupid people.