Summer House

Nice sunny afternoon. Walked down to the fishing ponds and the community garden to see the baby coots or moorhens ( the one's with big feet? ) and a chat to old geezer who seems to know what's going on around here. He said he's been attacked by dogs by the canal so came this way for a change for a quite walk along the river and around the ponds. He said the fishermen don't use it anymore because of the invasive weed that grows. Last year or the years before they dragged it all out with a digger of some kind and it rotted on the bank for ages ( all gone now ) but still a problem he reckoned. Maybe a dye in the water might stop the sunlight from getting to the bottom and stop it growing? Anyway, we went home and Archie found an old art deco glass lampshade in the garden we though was a habitat for a mouse. He cleaned it up and hopes to take it home at some point. Sat in the summer house looking at all the other junk Hazel has aquired at boot sales over the years. A nice sunny afternoon.