I have a freshly made bed.

A new garden bed of fresh, light, fluffy soil is a sight to behold.  Even though I had pressing commitments waiting inside making me feel more and more guilty as the days draw on, a freshly made bed is something that just can’t be ignored. I made a bit of a compromise with myself.  If I spent a good few hours doing my dreaded accounts … Continue reading I have a freshly made bed.

This time next week we will officially be in the season of spring.

The change of season happens with the back end of August, so I have five days left dwell in the dying days of winter.  The weather is supposed to be a mixed bag of rain, sun, and cold and then unsurprisingly the forecast for the first few days of spring are almost identical to the last days of winter so I don’t imagine there will … Continue reading This time next week we will officially be in the season of spring.