Determined not to let my seeds fail through lack of watering, I pulled back the curtains in my bedroom to administer the necessary yesterday morning and was confronted with a sight I had not expected quite yet.
Along with the tomatoes, the vegetable spaghetti had sprouted. Better than this, they look like veritable plants already. And they are going to need potting on very soon.
However, not only am I in the throes of decorating the kitchen but I’ve been getting up to speed on the spinning wheel, with the upshot that I now have my first skein of yarn produced on it.
A friend who visited me this afternoon was suitably impressed. We were also both impressed with the bird life frequenting the garden on this cold but sunny afternoon.
Due to COVID restrictions, we were out on the patio and the pigeons must have decided they were safe. One even ventured into the pond right beside us but the one that calmly positioned itself on the crab apple tree charmed me the most.
On the whole, the birds have rarely gone so far as to sit in any of my trees. Perhaps they normally do so when I’m not looking. It is therefore a great pleasure to see them making themselves at home. Won’t it be wonderful when they start nesting in them, too!
Anyway, after last week’s 22 degrees Celsius, the temperatures have now plummeted to a meagre 3. In the sunshine, fortunately, it felt warmer than this but, clearly, the eager vegetable spaghetti won’t be finding their feet in the soil for some time to come.