Jeremy's been flat out gardening all morning. Here he is just being flat out.
Having helped me weed the smallest rose bed, it's understory of bulbs now finishing flowering, he's seconded my woolly cardigan because it's warmer than the damp grass. It's also positioned beautifully to gaze dreamily at the last of the grape hyacinths.
The lawn needs mowing next, or the paving sweeping. Just now however Jezza's appreciating nature. Or waiting for mice to show up in the foliage. He's so laid back it's difficult to tell.