The world is too much.
Normal exhausted out of time
The clocks had already circled backwards when I took shelter in the passageway beside the second hand book shop.
It’s approaching three months since I last wrote anything in my gardening journal. Since I last wrote anything at all.
The birches arrived a few weeks ago: two Betula albosinensis ‘Fascinations’ and two Betula utilis ‘Jacquemontiis’.
As February gave way to meteorological Spring I felt happily satisfied that I’d managed to get a decent head start on this year’s gardening calendar – my first full horticultural Season in our new garden – by doing a lot of the groundwork over Winter.
Today is a day for thinking about doing. Not actually doing. Just lazily reading about it: