Sun came out long enough to take a wander up in the trees. Much appreciated by Gus who is not used to staying home all day. Missing our coffee meetings and stroller walks in the park, I think.

Molly dog even mustered up the energy to join us (she’s getting a bit old):

We’ve been able to mush up peaches for his dinners the last few nights. He loves them now -after an initial tart-pucker-face. Hates the peas though. Lucky Dad doesn’t have a pea farm.