Just two of today's events. I had taken two photographs but when I try to load them it just tells me that it has 'lost connection to server' so you will have to imagine the photographs - sorry.
There would certainly be no prospect of muddling them up.
It is a lovely day here - up in the twenties now that the early morning mist has cleared. It is still and sunny. I am no longer capable of doing much in the garden but I tootle around doing jobs. My gardener came for four hours yesterdays so everything is neat and tidy. First of all I filled in any gaps with pansy and viola plants, always good value for colour in a dismal winter. Then I planted some narcissi and some early iris bulbs, again to fill in the gaps. They all had to go round the edges as I dare not go on to the garden, my balance is suspect.
By the time it was lunch time and I pondered what to make for my lunch. The fridge contained a variety of veg - mange tout, carrot batons, broccoli, kale, mini sweet corn and also some chicken which it suggested on the label was stir fry. There was my answer. I have to say it was the best stir fry I have ever made. While it was cooking I cooked some noodles in the micowave, then mixed it all together and added soy sauce and a grating of parmesan - and enjoyed. Fresh fruit salad for afters.
Then, after half an hour's doze (this now seems to be a daily happening) Tess and I walked down the Lane past the farm. The hedges told me it was Autumn - rose hips, the reddish brown of the bramble leaves, the berries on the ivy, the leaves drifting down in the slight breeze, fungi in the fields and that smell of Autumn which is unmistakeable. Young cattle lazed in the middle of the field and got up lazily as Tess and I watched through the gate.
Back home again, as I approached the front door, two furry caterpillars wriggled along in front of me on thefootpath. It is years since I saw a furry caterpillar. Does anyone know what will emerge in the Spring? I presume they were both looking for somewhere to rest up and pupate over winter.
My bungalow faces due South and the front stone work was beautifully warm. I went in to get my camera - only a minute's job - and when I came out one had disappeared and the other was already half way up the wall by the front door.
Photographs of caterpillar and of my stir fry might follow later if the system works