Been drinking beer. I am supposed to photo document what I drink, so I can remember what I like and what I hate. I mostly forget to do so, this was the third beer that day and the only one remembered.
Linus likes his tree, and has now moved in on the top shelf as well. The lower shelf is a place for resting and cuddling, the upper one is for playing and attacking.
During day my balcony is a lush place to lounge in the heat in a baden-baden chair with a book or some knitting. In the evening a table and one or two chairs pop up and it becomes a room for the evening meal. When I am alone I read while I eat, I have been told it is a very bad habit, but I am not sure why.