Slightly colder today, cloudy, but with sunshine. I made an effort to get up earlier for breakfast but then fell asleep for an hour after saying Morning Prayer. Then I went shopping for fruit and veg after breakfast.
On my way to Tesco's, I noticed that three tall saplings and a laurel hedge had been planted in the past few days along the boundary wall of a Victorian mansion called 'The Cedars' on Llandaff Road. The house has undergone a complete restoration to former glory in the past year, and now lacks only a main gate a stretch of railings and a surface for the parking area in front. I daresay there will be an article about it in the media before long and we'll learn why someone has gone to the trouble of restoring the house back to single from multiple occupancy.
Clare had an early lunchtime eye appointment so she cooked lunch while I was out and we ate at twelve for a change. She returned with a recommendation from the optometrist who saw her for coping with her sore eye. There's irritation is under her eyelid. It seems several minute glands aren't working the way they are meant to. She has an appointment with the eye surgeon next week. I hope this will lead to an effective remedy, as it's causing her distress at the moment.
After lunch I made the video slideshow for next week's Morning Prayer and uploaded it to YouTube. Then I went for a walk down to the Cowbridge Road bridge over the Taff, crossed and walked back through Bute Park to Blackweir Bridge. More early blossoming trees are now covered with pink or white flowers, a lovely sight. At Blackweir a heron was standing by the base of the fish ladder. I had my camera in my hand at the time and saw the bird move in a flash to catch a small fish, but missed the shot. Another man was standing there camera in hand. His reflexes were quicker than mine. He captured the heron holding a fish in its beak for a second before swallowing it. He showed me another photo he'd taken the other side of the bridge of a nuthatch at close range. Evidently it's his lucky day.
When I got back, I read more of Marques' novela 'Cronica de una Muerta Anunciada' until supper time, and after viewed the final episodes of a Dutch crimmie I've been watching about corrupt cops colluding with organised criminals in the drugs trade called 'Sleepers'. Pretty average stuff with no heroes and a good deal of villainy among the cops as well as the crooks, also another inconclusive ending begging for a second series. Rather dull really.
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