Birthday ambulance

Yesterday morning bumped into Andrea, whose birthday it was.* I asked what she was doing to celebrate and was told that she was waiting for the ambulance to be delivered. Assuming this was a critique of her age, I demurred - but it turned out, yup, Max is driving an ambulance to West Africa to donate to an hospital there.
It arrived....

Bob has gone to London for a week and my life is relatively calm. Took an evening stroll under the moon...the photos don't do it justice. The quiet and stillness of the air play a large part in the pleasure of  a moonlit night in Esperaza -

*It was Ceris birthday too - happy birthday to yooooou xxxx