The day started at 5.40 when Maggie wanted to go out. No problem as like yesterday it was a squat of the bot and back to bed, this time for well over ninety minutes. I got up at 7.20, got dressed, did my exercises and took her out for a walk. Hubby was still asleep so I left a message on the chalk board to let him know.
Nothing exciting to report, just wees, and two circuits later, still waiting for the morning poo (I didn’t give her any rice yesterday so hoping to see a change and gauge how we’re doing).
No-one else was about, but it was like walking through a pink petal shower as the blossom is falling off the trees leaving a delicate pink carpet on the grass and pathways.
These are pictures I took on the original Avenue in 2015.
We had some more rain in the night which is good for the outside plants, and the spuds are coming up too now.
We weren’t able to get any chrysanths yesterday, so next time we shop hopefully there will be some for us to replace the dried petals that are now scattered in the greenhouse to deter the ants.
Not much on the agenda today really, though I found myself thinking of times past when you would pass a friend’s house and think nothing of knocking on the door and going in for a cuppa. Of course we can’t do that now, and my memories of ‘popping in’ goes back to my childhood when it wasn’t unusual to hear a knock and ‘Coo-ee!’ before someone walked into the kitchen and sat themselves down at the table.
In my adult life, it was never that free and easy to come and go, but if I visited my parents I sometimes nipped in to see elderly friends (even my ex-FIL and his wife on a couple of occasions) where there was always a warm welcome and cup of tea without ‘an appointment’. Now it’s the offer of a chin and a cuppa on the drive, but we each provide our own refreshments!
Have a good day everyone and keep safe.