Of a sudden I can’t see through the trees across the road any more. Too many young leaves and blossom in the way. It’s wonderful, though, isn’t it, the way a line of spare trees turns into an impenetrable screen in such a short space of time?
If you can catch the sun just right, it’s beautifully warm on bare skin. With Graham doing smelly stuff with ‘no more nails’, timber planking and a tired old ceiling we need the door and windows open, though, so there’s not much in the way of bare skin around here. I swear that Dolly would have put on a sweater if she could.
So, after our mid-morning doze, I tip-toed away, leaving her snuggled up to the teddy-bear and with a soft blanket almost covering her. She pretended she hadn’t noticed. I’m not sure which of us is the sillier, she or I.
Tomorrow when we go shopping we plan to call in to the big DIY store for half a dozen organic grow bags. For me, not for Graham. He’s going to be too busy in the house for much in the way of gardening and we’d really, really like just a few fresh salad vegetables this year so I’m to do it the easy way. I shall enjoy that. Might even be the spur I need to get the clippers out and tackle just a bit of the undergrowth by the path. It’d be a big break-through if I could clear enough to be able to use the clothes-line.
No promises, though. I don’t promise things I can’t guarantee I’ll finish.
Dolly, teddy, blankie–I suspect that wasn’t easy to leave.
I agree with the leafy- thing.
Yesterday, whilst families were busy Easter egg hunting, I sat on the back porch and watched the birds, endlessly doing nest-delivery with little grubs of sorts, for their egg hatching partners.
Just a few days earlier, you could see every bare branch on the tree, yet yesterday I had to look through the binoculars in order to see them through the new leafy blanket.
It’s a pleasant time, Spring.
Organic grow bags — very interesting. Your entry served an educational purpose today. I had not heard of organic grow bags — the meaning seemed clear but I had not come across them, so I googled thinking they might be a UK thing but found US as well as UK hits for them. I guess I’ve done all of my plant shopping in recent years from outdoor arrays of trays filled with baby tomato plants (or lettuce or eggplant, etc., etc.) and have not seen organic grow bags. Quite a fascinating idea.
It is always terribly impressive the way Graham tears apart your house and puts it back together again. I just cannot imagine it, what a talent!
Dolly and Teddie would of made a great photo.
Organic grow bags?
The smell would drive me out of house and home. You could find me down the hill at the motel by the beach doing that important thing, breathing. Did you get before pictures of the ceiling?
Lettuces? Tomatoes? Perfection is a home grown lettuce.
I will confess. Had to walk in the sunshine about a kilometre, so I rolled up my pantslegs. Got a few odd looks, but it felt so good to have the fresh air and sunshine on my shins for the first time this year. Seems to me it was Ben Franklin who believed that the skin needed to breathe; he used to take ‘air baths.’ Probably one reason why he lived so long.
The nice guy at the flower shop let me have 4 liters of potting soil for less than a dollar, today. My aloe vera got repotted today and the bell peppers will, tomorrow.
Hugs from greening Corea,
~ Sil
That’s a great idea, John!
Must confess – I bought one of those upsidedown bags to hang on my deck for some cherry tomatoes, this year.
Went out today and ordered 8 yards of freshly made topsoil to spread on our veggie garden, plus 30, June bearing, Strawberry plants. I’ve been bitten by the gardening bug, again.
Tell Graham, to take a break now and again. A new post might be nice…*hint hint*!
I sense some of your old Business Acumen in not making those uncertain promises. The rule we live by in technology, after all, is “Underpromise, overdeliver.”