I wasn't feeling 100% yesterday morning, and had to force myself to do anything, so I decided on a standing-still job which much needed doing and pricked out all my Cosmos seeds - Seashell Mixed and the Sulphur ones. My back was complaining at the end of that.
Two trays of Scarlet Emperor Runner Beans now seeking the light too.
Pippi admiring the Aubretia at the side of the house. I was out there clearing the grass and dandelions from them and clearing up those leaves to be composted. The "garden" here is just compost on top of the stone "jetty". I have Aubretia growingup the steps too - again just compost on top of the stone steps. An idea taken from a fabulous garden I saw in a magazine. Mine is but a pale imitation.
Then I suddenly felt incredibly weary - my legs were yelling at me to rest and I was fighting to stay awake. I slept on the sofa for over an hour and a half and then had to just rest. I spent the afternoon on the sofa with a book. An Elly Griffiths one, The Last Word, which I'd not read (found it on the Co-op charity table). It doesn't flow like her Dr Ruth Galloway series. Also from the Co-op table, I got the Night Hawks by EG and Queen of the North by Anne O'Brien. The pile to read gets ever higher!
Fortunately I didn't have to cook as I had the other half of my Chicken Stir Fry for tea. I will be making bread shortly (run out) and the cheesy scone topping for my Mince Cobbler for tea tonight. That will do several portions.
I need to be sorting out what to take to the little Antiques Fair on Saturday and will probably load the car too and get that done and dusted. I was awake for hours in the night trying to decide whether or not to go to Malvern on Monday. The cost of fuel is a deterrent and also do I buy bits and pieces for the Builth Fair, wondering whether people will be coming to buy in May or September because of the cost of living going up so (a pox on Trump). I tossed and turned - bedtime is NOT the best time to go through problems of course. I didn't resolve the problem. This morning, however, it has become clearer. I can't read the future - don't know how that will unroll - but the Easter fleamarket is pretty well THE best one as people want to buy and dealers/house clearance folk REALLY want to sell. Best buying opportunity anyway. Plus I will have a day out in beautiful countryside, and see friends, and it's just so good to have a fossick around the stalls. Even if I don't go to any other Fleas this summer, I will go to this one.
Evening light on the new Aubretia, settling in with the wild Primrose companions.
Right, I'll get a loaf started and then go up to the attic to sort out some blue and white china from ancient stock - pre-Covid of course as it hasn't budged since we moved in here.