'the great business of the universe' goes on regardless

horsemouth is feeling uninspired. 

it happens

meanwhile 'the great business of the universe' goes on regardless. 

his mum is outside picking runner beans. now his mum is outside watering the garden. (horsemouth traded her for going and locking up the abbey). 

the day has at least clouded over (which is good). 

the morning looks like being cooler.

in a bit horsemouth will go and unlock the abbey (assuming you are reading this in the morning). assuming we have reached the saturday morning there is just today and tomorrow  and then the quarterly rota has tolled full circle and horsemouth and his mum will not be needed for another 13 weeks or so. 

maybe inspiration will strike in the morning. 

you can't expect always to be 'on'. and, frankly, sometimes the things that you work at or put up in the absence of 'inspiration' turn out to be the strongest.  

it's a cool grey morning. horsemouth is feeling more inspired than previously. he has unleashed the chickens and in a bit he will go down to the abbey. 

a trip to ewyas harold to pick up the hereford times and some anti-chicken mite remedy.