On my walk this morning I found this confused street lamp. I have no idea why it felt the need to be lit but it did make me feel that I was the wrong side of the wardrobe door. But no, I wasn’t. The hedge still needed trimming, grass cutting, last of the summer flowers planting. Although I didn’t progress at Worth speed, I did get it all done and cleared up, so I am quite pleased with myself. I just wish I had someone to cook and share some dinner with. There’s an awful big hole where my best friend used to be.
Groovy Word of the day: forsaken