I am starting this post with one of the lovely tulips which are now flowering. I didn’t make a note of the variety but all my tulips bulbs (with the exception of some we were given as a present) are from Sarah Raven; I just love her varieties. Her bulbs are a little more expensive than those in our local garden centre, but I think they are worth it. I love the peaches and soft colours. One variety, yet to open fully, is coffee-coloured. I also love the very dark purples, such as Queen of the Night. Not as keen , though, on scarlet and bright yellow, and I have a whole tub of those which were a gift, but even though the colours are garish, they are truly magnificent blooms but, as I say, not really to my taste.
So why have I called this a “lazy” Sunday? Simply because I have done a minimal amount of work and I even whipped through the pile of ironing in under 40 minutes.
It has all been put away and is now in our wardrobe and airing cupboard.
Husband cooked us boiled eggs for breakfast, plus toast and marmalade and coffee, after having collected the Sunday paper from our local shop. Meanwhile, I made our bed, went around the house opening the windows it being such a sunny, mild day, and hung out some washing, items which don’t require ironing and which I could, later, simply fold and put away.
It really has been the warmest spring day so far, and we had our first lunch of the year outside …
I had a nut roast (home made) in the freezer which I used, plus new potatoes and a mixed salad and coleslaw, nice and simple. Although we are not vegetarian we both love nut roast either hot as a roast lunch, or cold with salad.
This afternoon, while husband cleaned the car, I sat in the summerhouse and read. It was lovely in there with the doors open to the garden, and so peaceful.
You can just see the trunk of the walnut tree through the summerhouse window
I am thoroughly enjoying Louise Walters’ book, A LIfe Between Us. I enjoyed Louise Walters’ first novel, Mrs Sinclair’s Suitcase and she has self-published this, her second novel. There are some excellent novels which have been self-published, but of course, some not-so-good, too, because anyone can now become a published author.
This book is about Tina and her twin sister Meg, who tragically died in a childhood accident. That makes it sound grim, but it is a lovely read over the generations: Tina as a young girl in the 1970s, Tina as a married adult, and Tina’s aunt Lucia and her brothers, Edward, Robert, Ambrose and William. It says on the cover:
“As Tina finds the courage to face the past, she unravels the mysteries of her estranged parents, her beautiful Aunt Simone, the fading, compassionate Uncle Edwards, and above all, the cold, bitter Aunt Lucia, whose spectral presence casts a long shadow over them all.”
I couldn’t have put it better myself and I think this accurately sums up this well-written and well plotted novel. If the description hadn’t caused me to buy this book, then the beautiful cover would most certainly have won me over.
As my post title says, this has been a rather lazy Sunday, and I feel all the better for having rested and am now ready to face the week, with perhaps a trip to a garden centre. We won’t be visiting any historic houses or having a cruise down the River Dart until after the Easter weekend and the tourists have gone home and children have returned to school for the start of the summer term.
And finally, the tulips which have opened and photographed at dusk …
I can’t wait for these peony tulips to full open, I think they will look magnificent.
Until next time …