Anyway, I told you that last weekend was sunny and mild, so I got out into the garden and planted the first 4 potatoes in their pots, and the peas, some broad beans, the godetia, larkspur, love in the mist flowers and more in the greenhouse. The tomato plants are indoors with the butternut and gem squash and courgettes. The greenhouse has the leeks, more flowers, and more vegetable seeds, and they are quite happy. I think. I love going out and checking them every day. Do any of you go and check to see if the lilies are poking their way through the soil in the mornings? Or maybe I am the only weird one! This year, I am taking plenty of anti squirrel precautions. They have been snapping off the heads and running off with them. Horrible little pests.
It starts easily with two simple (low) green courses, then 2 blue courses. Getting higher and more challenging all the time. And I mean higher.
The kids loved it. They were absolutely on fire and so happy and so tired. So was I. Thank the Good Lord Jean had invited us to supper and I didn't have to cook anything. She has had a visitor who lives in the Caucasus staying for a couple of weeks. Glynis has her sister visiting, Marge has my son and daughter-in-law - we have all had visitors at the same time around here.
So supper with Jean was great. So was getting to bed relatively early.
|Aren't these trees beautiful against the sky?|
I spoke to Sara last night, and she was very indignant that the customs search people in Luton had confiscated her Betty Crocker tubs of icing. It was a cream they said, and a danger. Give me strength. Icing. A danger. (Frosting to those in the US.) But they were safely home, and had a great time, so that was excellent. Except for the icing saga.
The sun is shining again now. I have been outside checking on the seedlings, and yanking out a few weeds as well. Diana will be home next week, and she will not want to see weeds in her beautifully cleared beds.
And so normal life resumes back here in the middle of England. I have not made it to gym this week, and next week is looking rather full as well. Mum has had a lot of dental appointments with more to come, and life rumbles on. I need to start making things again. I have no idea what yet, but I will find something. I can't sit and snooze ever time I sink onto the couch or the rocking chair, now can I .
Anyone would think I was aged.