It’s here. Which is frankly weird, because it’s JANUARY, hello? But nonetheless…We had a busy morning, in that not very busy way; it was low key and unrushed, but people seemed to be getting a lot done.
|Reading maths puzzle books. I like that they don’t need to be written in, so we can hand them on or lend them to others.|
|Using acrylic paint to colour air-drying clay. I have no idea what the shapes are supposed to represent.|
|Pick up that green shovel and DIG, woman!|
So I pottered around the garden recording signs of spring.
|No idea what’s going to surface here. Tulips and daffodils and crocuses and things. The thing is, it’s JANUARY and the place is bursting with little green shoots.|
|Fuzzy buds on the apple tree.|
|And on the fruit bushes. Fruit twigs, really.|
|JuniperJasmine berries. Wasn’t that a Body Shop fragrance?|
|I say again, January.|