At present, I’m sitting on Phil and Weeza’s front lawn relaxing while they clean my car. It’s scorching hot in the sunshine here and I’m very comfortable.
I’ve not been entirely idle. I potted on some basil seedlings and sowed some more, but now my job is done.
What happened, we noticed how dusty the car has suddenly become, as have others, and I said that I wonder if that’s dust/ash from the Icelandic volcano. I added that it needs a wash anyway as there are cat pawmarks all over the bonnet and roof from being parked in their drive for the last couple of weeks. And Weeza said their car is dusty too and maybe Phil would wash them both while she hoovered them.
And then, noticing me tapping away on the phone, she said to Phil, “I think we’re being live-blogged.”
Well, they weren’t, until then. They are now.
It is a beautiful day though. And the hedgerows and trees in blossom are beautiful. The countryside is at it’s very prettiest at this time of the year, I think. I love it when the blackthorn and then the hawthorn are in flower and the fresh, pale green leaves are new.