This is a strange rusty-coloured sport from the deep reddy Nasturtium I planted in the spring. I will save seed from it and see what colours I get next year. It has spread along the bottom of the house for about 6 feet so far.
The new big planter and Gypsy Boy rose happily planted in it. I've since popped in a dark blue/purple Violet to keep it company over the winter.
Lulu: "here's one Pippi caught earlier . . ."
Looking over the fence towards the woodland to the South-East of us.
Well, this has been Solicitor day so I've had to don my Big Girls' Knickers (actually slightly smaller BGK's as the 6 lb I lost has stayed off). Gabby came up as joint attorney. He talked us through the LPA's in regard of Keith's future care and financial decisions and is a lovely chap - really knows his stuff AND he likes cats! I went straight down to the GP's surgery with a letter requesting K's Dr write to the Solicitors confirming that he is still of sound mind regarding the LPA's. So that and our revised Wills are with the Solicitors. Next thing, the Bill!
Tomorrow should be Start Putting Up the Greenhouse day. He's not phoned, but he is a very organized man and I expect him here first thing. That is something nice to look forward to anyway, as since Keith's health has started to deteriorate, there has been precious little to look forward to, and as an Aries, we need these little pleasures in life to keep us going. Keith has even less of course, being virtually housebound now, but he was always happy to be a home bird, as long as he could potter around in his workshop. Sadly, that ceased almost the moment we arrived here.
Still having to rest a good bit of the day, but hoping there will be an improvement soon. Tam said she was the same when she had Covid, but she had the luxury of being able to rest up in bed all day long.
I wonder how soon there will be a volcanic eruption in Iceland? I hope everyone has been moved to safety. Debbie, I imagine you will be watching the news, having lived there.
