Another week begins - Monday again and with the Post came my Tax Return for the year. I have never been able to put things like this to one side for another day so, after putting lunch in the oven and a rice pud in my slow cooker I settled down to organising everything to send to my accountant. There will come a day when my tax return is simple and I can do it myself but at present, until the farmer's affairs are settled, I prefer to let someone else do the job for me.
Then it was a walk across to the Post Box with all the information. Just putting the envelope in the box was enough to take my mind off the whole thing. Before I went back into the house I had a quick walk round the back garden - a couple of days of sun and a couple of showers overnight and the garden is a different place. Two more weeks of Springlike weather and we shall really get going.
A knock on the door announced the arrival of friend G, who lives at the other end of this estate and who likes to walk round it regularly on her exercise. She had responded to my post the other day saying she sometimes passed but never saw me and I suggested she knocked on the door. Ten minutes distance chat followed - lovely - and she took my photograph (she is trying to take one every day over the lockdown).
Right outside my computer room window is an Iris which I bought last year. In the catalogue it looked so beautiful. Over the last few weeks I have watched it grow - it is sturdy and healthy. Will it produce flower heads? I wonder - I do hope so and if it does then you shall have a photograph. I will leave you to guess the colour it will be if it does but here's a clue - it is called 'Pink Lady'.