Days since the party and my finger is still partially grated from that unfortunate moment when the rock-hard parmesan met the sharpest grater in the kitchen. The blood always adds something to cheese biscuits, but my goodness what a gouge. The finger nail is split several millimetres down. The thumb's scarcely better.

I spent some of sunday planting heuchera in stony ground. As J liked Alchemilla and colour, I thought they might prove a winner. She'd come away from the store with a whole pile of varieties with tasty sticky names; licorice, tiramisu, key lime pie. The soil's thin though; more mulching required. What a year of mulching it is becoming.

Enough mulching, anyway, here come a few more tenovertwelvers! I like the shiny boots :)

thick and fast! Birds, boots, fantastic creatures