Where Have The Walls Gone?

The great sunshine we're having means that I can set up a temporary office in my back garden. With a sunshade to help me see my screen, and an offcut to act as a desk surface, I have everything I need. The background sound of the neighbour's radio is soothing, butterflies bob over the nasturtiums and Freddie, nextdoor's cat, strolls past surveying his kingdom. All I need to do is write. The writing feels less like work in this environment and much more like a pleasant, relaxed wander through a task I have, after all, set myself. Life is incredibly busy at the moment and a cherished Sunday afternoon in the garden with my laptop is a welcome chance to relax and do what I enjoy.