Pottering about

A windy but dry day so I opted to hoover ( or should I say Dyson ) upstairs, clean and polish my muddy trainers, deposit some of next door's prunings in our bin and touch-up areas on the garden fence and sheds where shrubs, bird feeders and various scrapes had ruined my painting perfection.  Phew !!               I'm exhausted just describing it all. Sadie sat on the back doorstep and took forever to decide if to take a stroll round the garden before opting for the comfort and warmth of inside, leaving me holding the door open against the wind with not a word of thanks.  I intend taking a short walk soon but sticking to the pavements to maintain the pristine appearance of my trainers, dog poo permitting.