I succumbed last night and lit the wood burner. And what a luxury it was to curl up in a cosy armchair, with flames licking around the pine-cones, wind whistling through the trees, hail bouncing off the roof more often than not! A fire! Early May at that!
So, no gardening today? We’ll see! A hint of blue peeps through the clouds, a glimmer of hope that this weekend will not be totally in vain for an intrepid gardener who just wants to get back out there. More bulbs await planting! Baby native trees anxious to settle on that oh-so steep front bank. Now that the ground is damp it may be agreeable to the blade of the trowel at last. Paths to be swept and winter vegetable seedlings to go in!
Race out! Beat the next blast of cold wind and hail! Leave thou computer ’til twilight!
An hour or two’s honest work! Reward? The comfort of a cafe and brunch with cousin Michelle. What the click of a button and FB can achieve in no time at all!! A decadent afternoon lolling with magazines, good coffee, head massage and a new look courtesy of an amazing hairdresser to follow.
And in no time at all, back in front of that fire, a yummy dinner, glass of red , good book, no doubt accompanied by high winds and hail once more, but with the promise of a family day in the morning for Mother’s Day! What more could one ask of those two fly-by days at the end of a busy week!
