Crocus explosion!
Another glorious sunny day in the garden, and things are looking better all the time. Madam Arcati was up far earlier than I and sorted out the pile of old pots that we had plonked under one of the benches, and swept up the clag that had accumulated at that end of the garden. I got some more repotting and pruning done, a task that's always satisfying. Four bin bags filled with old compost, leaves, weeds and crud later, and we're pleased with the results!
Incidentally, today would have been the birthday of the marvellous Lou Reed, so I think this one is most appropriate for our "Sunday Music" today, don't you?
Fuck! That faboo ensemble version is 28 years old!
[I see dead people...]
The dead just arose here. The weather was lovely here too this weekend, and yesterday's Fire and Ice tour, various ice sculptures all over town, turned into a 10-hour libations fest.
ReplyDeleteThe only ice I'm interested in this weekend is in my cider, dear!
Delete[Oops - was I shouting too loud..?] Jx
The crocus explosion is uplifting. After all your work, is it time for a walk on the wild side?
ReplyDelete"In the backroom, she was everybody's darling."
DeleteThose days are long behind me, I'm afraid. Jx