From here in my computer room window it looks a nice day outside. There is a bit of a breeze blowing but the sun is shining brightly and puffy white clouds are scudding across the sky. It is only when you step outside you realise that the temperature has gone down by at least ten degrees. Folk going past on one of their 'allowed' walks are no longer in shirt sleeves; anoraks, woolly hats and scarves seem to be the order of the day. Last evening I brought my antirrhinum
plants indoors on to the garage window sill and I have left them there all day today. They are getting plenty of light and a sharp frost is forecast for tonight.
And while we are on the subject of gardening - remember when I told you my Iris Pink Lady was about to come into flower. Well - disaster - she is not out yet but her buds are beg inning to burst and there is absolutely no way she is going to be a Pink Lady - her buds are a dark purple. She is a healthy specimen but looks like an ordinary everyday common or garden purple iris. A bit disappointing I would say. But still on the subject of gardens - that blackbird never stops and as I type this he is singing his beak off as he has been doing since daybreak.
My reading material is getting thin on the ground. Yes, there are a hundred and one household jobs I could find to do, but my enthusiasm is lacking. Living on one's own and being by nature a tidy person, all that is urgent seems to be a run over with the vacuum cleaner and a whizz round with a duster, two or three times a week a smart clean around the bathroom and kitchen and a once a week switch on of the washing machine.
I have ordered several used paperbacks by my favourite authors and they are promised for the weekend and in the meantime I am reading another of my old favourites - last week it was Bernard Maclaverty's 'Midwinter Break' and this week it is Aminatta Forna's 'Happiness'. Both books easily merit a second reading and both are brilliantly written. If you haven't read them do give them a try.