Friend S has just called to bring me some eggs (they keep hens); she always reads my posts and having read about the day when I was frazzled all day she tells me this morning that they have a chicken called Frazzle. So one of us is in good company - not sure which way round though.
I still feel a bit frazzled round the edges but she is a good deal younger than I am and she tells me that she has frazzled days too, as does her partner. All these things go to boost my self confidence. But I do sometimes wonder how I ever managed to run a large department in a Comprehensive School, or plan teaching English as a Second Language. It all seemed so easy thirty odd years ago. Now my brain often resembles scrambled eggs! So it is all the more reason to carry on with my daily posts - it makes my brain work hard rather than go into a semi-dormant state.
So far there is no sign at all of a sun - after a couple of days of warm sunshine it is a chilly grey day. Much warmer weather is forecast for next week but only in a short-lived burst. We really need it for the whole of September, then we would go into winter feeling much better. The news everywhere is so depressing that I have stopped listening to it. I can do nothing and I see all the posturing, all the threatening, on both sides I might add. Would that we could all live in harmony with one another. But I suppose we never have. If people can't even do it in their own families or with their neighbours, what hope is there for wider mankind?
My garden is making last little bursts of colour and they are giving me much pleasure. Plants I can see from my window - a lovely hardy geranium - new this year and already a big, sturdy plant- has deep pink, large flowers which are almost but not quite red. The indigenous colour of these hardy geraniums seems to be pink (plus the odd dark blue ones which don't seem to favour me), e a Bowles perennial wallflower pinky/purple - it has flowered all summer long. I can thoroughly recommend it but as a perennial it doesn't last all that long. There is a tall, golden-yellow achillea in full bloom, lots of yellow and a few red antirrhinums which have self-seeded as they do every year. I leave them to go to seed and then the next year they pop up all over the garden.There are several clumps of gallardia in bloom still - golden yellow and orange and bits of Crocosmia here and there - almost over. A few pinks here and there, a white scabious clump. various white daisies, a few osteospermum and one single stalk of verbena. I don't any longer do anything in my garden but my gardener follows my instructions. I am not a tidy gardener and this time of year I like to leave everything to flower itself out - there is all winter for him to tidy, to split up plants that need dealing with.
It is one of those days when it is warmer out than in. By the time we reached the postbox I was very much warmer. We had a pleasant walk with a couple of stops to chat to friends. When I got home H was standing on the doorstep (she had spotted me coming) ,with some Victoria plums for me - they were exquisite and for my tea I had a ham and pickle roll followed by five ripe plums - delicious, so thank you very much H.
Enough for today. See you tomorrow