Sunburnt

Back from the sea where I spent a week with husband and parents and sisters and brother and cousins and aunt and uncle in house by the sea. Walked to the beach every day and got burnt into a lovely crisp. Ate ice cream. Lovely.

Saturday

We didn't do much this weekend. I folded laundry and drank tea in the morning and knitted and drank tea in the evening. We walked the dog and faffed around. It was a lovely day.

I ought to start biking to work. But it's one million degrees. I've got two minibreaks planned and, before you know it, it will be September and then October and then it will be cool enough to ride the La Jolla Cruiser to work.

Photo by me with fancy work camera, when I was suppose to be taking photos of the facilities which I am suppose to be emotionally invested in