It's been a warm and sunny day here chez Casa Reynard after a cool and grey start.
Slept well, but somewhat short changed. No matter. Downstairs, fed the cat, made a

and took it back upstairs to do some writing. Made a good start on the next chapter - not the one I'd originally intended. Decided to swap a couple round to give the reader a bit of a break from the really intense stuff.
Back downstairs at a better hour to clear the chores. Brought the bin in, put all the cans of beans and the cat food away, and made a batch of fagioli al rosmarino dip - basically any white beans (in this case haricot), blitzed up with olive oil, rosemary, garlic, lemon, salt and lots of black pepper.
As it was still reasonably cool, I went out to do some gardening. Today's task was raking up all the dried up nettles that I scythed last week, and then shoving those in the green bin. I had to tamp things down with a sledgehammer, and my green bin in now absolutely chocka.
A lovely luncheon of two slices of seeded toast, one with marinated anchovies, one with some bean dip, plus a golden kiwi fruit and a small pot of tea.
I had intended going back out into the garden to do some stuff, but I had a plot bunny that had to be put down onto paper - or in this case, a LibreOffice file. It's not related to my novel, but was an idea for an entirely new sci-fi project. And by the time I put all of those ideas and thoughts into writing, it was a bit too late to want to do any lumberjilling. So I sat outside instead, topping up the vitamin D levels and listening to the cricket.
Also did a little bit of work on the painting that's on the go. Need to get my skates on for that, as I need it for next week.
Now watching France v Spain and thinking about some supper.