Of course, having written that, we will probably have a Monsoon arrive in time for the weekend, just because we are hoping to have a stall at the Fleamarket . . .
Meanwhile, we are making the most of this glorious weather though I rather stupidly gardened in it yesterday. You know - you start off dead-heading and an hour later find yourself in a muck sweat with a barrowload of spent leaves and stuff which was growing where it shouldn't have been . . .
I've been clearing bits of the pond too where it was getting clogged up with a pernicious dark green weed which grows EVERYWHERE. I have to check each handful for little aquatic bugs, and the worst area is where I cannot reach, so that should be interesting . . . There are still the three frogs in residence, and a few newts but once the latter have mated, apparently they forsake the pond for dry land again. My Dragonfly larva has metamorphosed into a Dragonfly and I have seen a greeny Dragonfly in the garden so perhaps that is "our" one.
Both daughters in residence last night, but G just for the one night. T is here until Monday. Tomorrow we are planning to climb Pen-y-Fan (if it's not too hot). Leastways, she and her father will climb it - I shall sit in the Storey Arms car park with a good book as I know I'm completely unfit and I'm not even trying the local hills yet - still just walking on the flat until I know I am properly on the mend. I shan't tempt fate, but let's say I'm heading the right way and I have checked whether I can take my anti-histamines again although I'm still on the last week of the anti-biotics, and yes I can, and I have found this has made quite a difference as it stops the allergic response to pollens/dust so less "gunge" should form as a result. All the local farmers are cutting/drying/baling hay/haylage and silage so there's a lot of dust in the air.
This was last week's car boot sale. As you can see, it was absolutely heaving. We didn't do well, as people were more inclined to buy things like the inflatable Pooh bear on the right, and the rather hideous concrete dragons/dogs/things for the garden as on the left . . . No accounting for taste. However, the chair in the top picture is one that my OH bought as his next restoration project . . .
