Can’t believe April started with snow. We’d been in t-shirts and sunshine last week. But there you go. Seeds are starting to seedle (hooray) and I’ve had a little potter in the garden this morning, sorting out the rest of the blue fescues. I had bought eight a couple of years ago, and apparently they need lifting, dividing, and pruning right down every so often – after two years. So I ended up with about twenty four of the damn things. Managed to find new homes for some of them – three friends – and planted/pruned the rest in the back garden today. Also got up some huge dandelions. Bloody things. Hate them. Get everywhere. Also weed-killered the weeds on the drive and the patio, and sorted out the messiest bed – only a little one fortunately. That’s more than enough for today.
The cat was outside too and forgot that she’s supposed to be too cool for school, and completely disinterested in the doings of mortals. She actually ran over to see what I was doing! bless her heart.
Am managing to knit whenever I like now. It has taken till now though – some days I couldn’t knit at all, and am having to take paracetamol occasionally, but not every day. Tried a “mitred square” – it’s actually a dishcloth, but didn’t quite turn out square. It’s more kite-shaped, but fine for a dishcloth. Probably because I always slip the first stitch of every row.
The new yarn shop in Hall Green has closed, which is a big shame. A difficult time though to be in business, particularly an independent, local business. Thank goodness for the Stitch group on a Thursday night.
Am a bit impatient with all the Easter goings on though. For goodness’ sake. It’s based on a pagan spring festival, a celebration of the kinder weather and the growing season. But I’ll try and put my heathen-ness in my pocket and smile. Or at least not heckle. Grrr.
Had my hair cut on Wednesday, nice and short, and went for lunch with my lovely friend Fiona, whose life is a bit fraught at the moment. By the end of May, though, things should be sorted out for her hopefully. Then to the library before I went home – although I’m knitting again, I’m still reading as well.
Lots and lots of new knitting projects popping into my head. Three of the grandchildren came to stay with their dad and his partner on Monday, absolutely delightful. They are such fun to be around, if exhausting. Lucy went through my knitting files and chose a pattern for a hat and coat for her American Girl Doll, and I have plans for the other four kiddiwinks too.
Hubby is currently filling holes in a wall in the study, ready for re-painting. Apparently I’m doing the painting bit. Really? Thought I wasn’t allowed up ladders. Will have to wait until the mood/energy strikes me, and there is no threat of water being cut off.
Had a letter from the water suppliers yesterday – they’ve not managed to fix that burst yet, so from Tuesday, for five days – FIVE DAYS – the water might be cut off/low pressure/a funny colour. But at least they do advise us well in advance, so we can fill jugs/saucepans/the bath in case.
Well, that’s about it for now I think. It was definitely time for a blog though.