Pottering about........

All it takes is a couple of days away from the computer and I have a borderline panic attack when I see all the unread posts lined up. I will get round to visiting, I promise, but for now, the list stays there. I am  pretending it does not exist in an effort to stave off any pending panic whatsit. The Good Lord knows I can do without that.

What a beautiful weekend it has been here. Have you all had great weather? We have. Warm, sunny, blue skies and plants that are multiplying and growing before my eyes. Time to sit out in the gardens and chat to neighbours, and watch dogs play. Time to marvel at the wonders of Spring. Time to take the coffee and find the garden chair and sit under my apple tree - the blossoms have now opened completely. I need to go and check the lilac too. Maybe I can pick a couple of branches, and bring that glorious scent inside.

Time to re-pot tiny seedlings and plant some summer bulbs given to me by the lovely neighbour I was chatting to in the paragraph above. You will be delighted to hear that I have 49 EXTRA lettuce plants. That is after the 10 I am keeping for myself. FORTY NINE. This is the "cut and come again" variety, which lasts for ages, and you just pick the leaves you need and it keeps growing. I may have been a little heavy handed when scattering the seeds. The lobelia will be worse. Did I mention that, after planting half a packet, I read the info at the back of the packet (yes, I am intelligent, and yes, I KNOW I should have read it first) telling me that there were 2500 seeds in each packet? And I planted half? My potential lettuce glut pales into insignificance. If you live locally, let me know if you have yet to plant lettuce. Or lobelia, come to that. You will not need to do so.

Ah, Spring....... I do love Spring.

What I absolutely do NOT like is the reappearance of a MOUSE in my garden this afternoon. A rodent. It looked larger than tiny. I will not have rodents on the premises. There will be some industrial action taken in the morning, which will involve the equivalent of at*mic b*mb strength rodent dispatcher. Or twenty. Whatever it takes. Let the battle commence. This time, I intend winning.

So, tomorrow, the painting resumes, I think, and the quest to eradicate rodents begins. Saturday was beautiful too, and Jean, David and I were down at the allotment early and the potatoes, carrots, celeriac and turnips are planted. The seedlings I have growing on my window sill will go in later. Having a large extremely strong son around made the planting go in a flash. I tell you, an hour in the sun and we were wilting, even with many stops for lemonade and Jean's cheese scones. I must remember to take a large sun umbrella down next time.

I love weekends like this. No great news, just pottering about, but loving having my hands in the potting soil, and growing things. Simple things. They make me smile.