This past week I have had a daughter finish school, chalked up another birthday and best of all, had a visit from my only sister and my nephews. I'm one lucky duck. And oh so happy.
I did not make nor eat any cake on my birthday. I don't really like cake much at all (and my waist line doesn't need it anyway) . A taste is enough for me. I did go out to our local French café and they provided some very sweet and rich cakes that believe me were best shared. Now if a bowl of soup was on offer, I would have definitely ordered that.
The weather has taken a chilly turn so I've been a little worried about the tomatoes I planted out early. They seem to be fine. As long as there are no bumper frosts then I'm sure they will be ok. Peas and asparagus are powering on which is a good thing. No sign of broad beans as yet, just flowers (hurry up broad beans, I miss you).
This week I have hardly been gardening at all. Visiting and then out and about sightseeing doesn't make for garden time. I'm not fooled, the garden doesn't need me, but I really need it. It is My Place. Today I have the energy and the time so I have planting to do- a camellia for green tea and a tree dahlia tuber and then whatever seeds I think might want to go in the ground. There is no room in the greenhouse until I evict some seedlings so it has to be direct sowing today. Maybe some carrots that Yates kindly sent me. Maybe just pottering about daydreaming until I get too cold.