But it won't be today. Keith has the Parkinson's nurse and the car is booked in for new rear tyres. I plan to get out in the garden now my legs are functioning properly again. I made some progress yesterday, and bought some young tomato plants too, so those have been potted on and I FINALLY have 4 trays of runner beans started off (Scarlet Emperor, which are what I always grow). To my great relief, the chap came to cut the grass yesterday. I had been looking at it and was about to take the strimmer to it, the lawn had gotten that long. The Forest of Sycamores growing in the front lawn has now been cut down and I can look out of my kitchen window at neat lawn instead of grass waving in the breeze and lots of tiny Field Wood Rush. Today I will tidy the edges and do more weeding . . .
Lawns cut, Azalea about to flower, and the Flag Irises in the pond have put on a growth spurt too. Today's job, apart from edging the lawn, is to tackle the grass to the right of the Azaelea, which should NOT be there!
Yellow is the colour of spring here - LOTS of flowers on the Tree Peony this year - I didn't touch it last winter, just let all the foliage drop off. The stupid gardener (the one who charged £60 to cut the lawn!) cut all the shrubs back in the autumn and spoilt them for flowering the next year . . . Note, yellow Potentilla in front too - and Little Whale.
As you can see, it was evening before I remembered to take the photos.
This is Pippi polishing the glass door for me. She and Lulu get shut in the Library whilst we have our meals or else we have a kitten-on-plate scenario! The paddling paws are accompanied by aggrieved yowling! She is HUNGRY she insists . . . hmmm.
This is the brim of my winter hat. Apparently you fold it over and knit into the cap to get an invisible edge. Hmmm - that will call for concentration! I'm enjoying knitting again anyway, which is a positive.
Lulu out to kill the mat!
They are now going out in the garden daily, gradually for longer. Lulu keeps close by me, and I can concentrate on gardening knowing she won't go far. Pippi is another matter - whilst she doesn't zoom straight out the gate now, she is an Explorer and I daren't take my eyes off her or she will disappear from sight. We now have yowling at the cat flap, as she just wants to be out enjoying the world, and who can blame her? I gave up with the harness, as she HATED it and when she saw me coming with it, would hide where I couldn't reach her. If I did manage to get it on her, she would slink along, belly close to ground - she was NOT happy.
Keith is poorly - having slowly developed what can only be my flu bug as he's not been anywhere to catch anything. I worry about him as he finds it difficult to get the breath to blow his nose properly, let alone cough, and his lungs are congested. I was steaming him over a bowl of hot water first thing.
I have had a change of medication for my BP - diuretics now. The other tablets made my ankles and feet swell, especially as I wasn't able to move around much this past week with my enfeebled legs. As I have always had very slim ankles, this is not a good thing to suddenly have them puffy.
I managed to walk to my neighbour's and back with some magazines for her (she's currently on crutches following a fall with her old horse, who stumbled). It's about 3/4 mile for the trip, but uphill most of the way there, so a challenge to weakened muscles, but I made it. I was glad to get home and rest up though.
Right, my St Trinian's kitten is yowling to go out again . . .