I may have been over doing things a little bit these past few days. We have been making a field sheep-proof by building walls out of the surrounding rumbled dry stone dykes, which is hard work. Floss and I also did a Redd Up (cleaning up the litter on the side of the roads) yesterday which left my back screaming for mercy.
Last night, I gave in and took painkillers realising that I may have done too much. This morning I could not wake up or move, so Floss and OH kindly did all my chores while I snoozed. Floss even brought me tea and toast in bed – a wonderful luxury.
Sunday is meant to be a day of rest so I took this seriously and we went Minion hugging.
After lunch, I wanted to see the newly arrived wild primroses that grow on either side of our burn (stream) that runs through all the fields at home.
Floss and I sat out of the wind in the warm(ish) sunshine while BeAnne had fun paddling.
It really was a stunningly beautiful afternoon.
I am feelinga bit more rested now. Minion hugging is possibly the best therapy.