This morning we awoke to brilliant blue skies and sunshine. Husband, up early, went for the paper and after returning cooked scrambled eggs on toast for us which he brought for me in bed, so I was able to have a quick look at the paper, eat my breakfast and drink my coffee before getting up. Above, is the clematis montana as seen from the patio doors in the study.
When I eventually emerged, showered, dressed, etc, husband was already mowing the grass. I can’t call any of our grass “lawn” as it’s not bowling-green quality, but all grass, once it’s had a trim, looks infinitely better, a bit like a carpet when you’ve given it the once-over with the vacuum cleaner. He’s mown the front grassy banks, and also the back garden, and the strip of grass at the side of our house, too. All now neat and tidy, and he’s even weeded a small flower bed beneath the hall window, an area which, sadly, is often neglected as we simply don’t remember it!
Husband worked hard in the garden while I did some deadheading and swept the terrace where we have our table and chairs outside the summerhouse. Unfortunately, I’m simply not able to do all that much gardening because of arthritis, but I do what I can, even if it’s only small jobs. But I did lots of washing (or the machine did lots of washing!) and hung-out-clothes-to-dry while the sun was out. I also took some photos of the tulips which are now looking so beautiful (as I was taking them, the sky clouded over and now it’s very grey and dull and very much colder.)
I always say I will keep the details of those I’ve bought (all from Sarah Raven) but I never do, and can never remember their names.
These pale pink ones, two pots of them, are by our back door.
The two pots by the back door are pastel green, and these pale pink tulips look lovely in them.
We recently bought this acer, and intend to grow it in a pot so that we can feed it the necessary ericaceous compost. It won’t be in this pot, above, as it’s plastic; I intend to buy a ceramic pot for this rather expensive purchase (it comes with a 2-year guarantee, rather like a TV or washing machine!)
Yesterday, I made two fish pies (one is in the freezer) so we had one for our lunch. It was lovely to be able simply to pop one in the oven (I don’t have a microwave, nor do I want one) without having to do any cooking. Dessert was a simple fresh fruit salad.
I must explain that the black grains on top of the fish pie isn’t dust but black pepper!
Now to make a cup of tea and after have another read of the paper, and then back to Jean Trumpington’s memoir (mentioned on Friday’s post) which is very readable – those whom she didn’t know in the society of the day might be easier to recount rather than those whom she did know! This is my kind of Sunday (the work can wait until tomorrow!)
I hope you are also having a restful Sunday, or if not restful, at least doing things you enjoy. Speak again soon.