I took Ro and family to the airport this morning – first holiday with young Rufus, who was excited at the prospect of flying – and went to the street fair on the way home. It had rained first thing, but had dried up by the time I was there and was pleasant, neither warm nor cool.
Because the weather was so cold in the spring, I never did get around to sowing the seeds I normally do. I put in a few tomatoes, but no other indoor stuff – and when i finally sowed those, it was just before an unseasonable heatwave, and it was too hot for some seeds to germinate. So I’ve got about six tomatoes, rather small, of two varieties. No aubergines nor peppers.
The growers at the market had problems too, as some regulars weren’t there and others didn’t have the range of stuff they usually do. I found one stall with four aubergine plants, rather small, and bought two of them; another with some good tomatoes and another again with cheaper but much smaller tomato seedlings and the latter was the only one with any pepper plants. I bought other stuff too and carried it back to the car when I’d got all I could carry. There was one other stall, but I just couldn’t manage any more bags. I did want the lovely deep red dahlias they had though (and quite a lot else, when it came to it) so set off again. And saw a woman struggling with her purchases. She had a bag of plants, a large terracotta pot and three iron ornaments, which were poles, about five feet long with, at one end, something decorative – I think they might have been poppy heads. I offered to help carry them and she demurred but eventually accepted and she clearly couldn’t manage it all. She was with two other friends but their hands were full too. “They’re really heavy,” she said, and so they were. It was only bravado that stopped me from swapping hands half way. But we all made it to their car and I went back to buy the rest of the stuff.
I’ve potted it all up, so felt cheered. And I had a nap this afternoon because I’m lazy and also couldn’t sleep last night, for no good reason. And this evening, I’ve accidentally thrown away a new contact lens and I’m feeling quite cross with myself. Only about that, though. Fairly cheery otherwise.