The weekend of Stroud Show, where I had work to do.  Thank goodness the rain held off this year.

I rather liked the unconventional planting in the park this year.

I couldn’t understand why so many of my pictures had a white blob in them until I looked more closely and discovered a grain of sand in the lens.  Boracay beach is still with me.  Thankfully, I managed to dislodge the teeny tiny speck during the afternoon.

It was still there when we went for lunch at Jolly Nice though.  Kentucky Fried Pheasant anyone?

The yurt was pleasantly cool.

I have renewed interest in barbed wire these days.

Tea in a favourite place is always fun, though we missed Mary’s company.

What’s that?

We did.

What a fun exhibition to round off the weekend, too!