Every day a new one

So what's new this week.
Well there has been back ache. I have a new surge of sympathy for a friend recently afflicted even worse than I have been and that's saying something.*
There were two live baby bird incidents involving a lot of cat's arse kicking (not literally, more sort of suggestedly) and one possible survivor. I didn't hold out much hope for the first one because it seemed to have an injured wing but the second was clean, dry and quite lively.
I have new hair. Yay!
And twenty cards (here's one) have been delivered to the Art Shop, negotiations have been made as to prices and I live in hope.
It's rained a lot.
I spoke to the owner of the cornflower field and it seems they sow the cornflowers on purpose. I applaud their taste and inventiveness.Not new but I am missing this blog a lot. Maybe she'll be back next week. I really hope so, or soon anyway. The cornflowers are for you I :)
Ooh, I suddenly solved a nagging problem which was that I couldn't find a nice way to frame some fiddle pictures for cards for my fiddle teacher to give her birthday pupils. Suddenly, in the middle of the night, I thought I wonder what happens if I do this that and the other and wow! It worked.***
Ah. It's time to feed the wildlife. Am I giving the cats enough I wonder. Oh no, it's futile to imagine that they'd hunt less avidly if I fed them more. Anyway they're improving the evolutionary development of our local birdlife so I suppose I should leave them to it.

*Mine is intermittant and can be eased by not doing whatever I'm doing at the time of attack. His was continuous and only eased by time and treatment. It's a bugger** though.
**Well fancy that. Spell check knows how to spell bugger.
***This one could only be called "viola with flowers" and therefore could only be sent from someone called Viola to some one in need of flowers. Oh well.