I’ve been browsing a seed catalogue this evening. For several years, I’ve been growing a limited range of stuff as I’ve been supplying the shop to an extent, and growing a lot of young vegetable plants for Al to sell. But there’s no need for that any more – that is, if Tim wants me to grow anything I will, but I’m not planning to unless he asks. I’ll grow enough for us. A wider range of vegetables, but in smaller amounts. And I can grow flowers too, if I want.
One of the pleasures of this time of the year is looking through seed and plant catalogues, isn’t it. I’m not trying to wish the autumn and winter away, I take the seasons as they come and like them all, but it’s an enjoyable daydream, thinking of the fun part of gardening. The weeding is the least fun part as far as I’m concerned – I know there are those who enjoy it but the weeds grow back too fast for me to find it anything but a real irritation. It’s worse than housework.
I did find a forgotten bar of chocolate (sorry to those who’ve read this already) – Montezuma’s dark chocolate with orange and geranium, which is absolutely gorgeous. I thought I must have given it to Weeza as she likes it as much as I do. I also found peppermints, which I’ve eaten. Yes, I pigged the lot.I can eat one square from a bar of chocolate, but not half of something, and one or two peppermints from a paper bag but tend to work my way through a tubeful. Given a box of chocolates, I never eat more than two at a sitting and usually one. I eat more if it’s milk chocolate, though I prefer plain.
I must think about what I need to do before going away. I really could do without leaving immediately after our sale as there is a lot to do the next day anyway, and that means I have to get ready by Thursday really, which isn’t very me. I must haul out summer clothes again, I suppose – I don’t know what the weather is likely to be like. I’m really not very good at the holiday thing.