There I was in the Co-Op, shopping for milk (essential) and mayo (‘cos I feel too lazy to make my own) when I became aware of a strange object. I’m not really one for Easter eggs, and this isn’t one … it seems to be a “chocolate pod celebrating 25 years of FairTrade, and is therefore completely different!
It’s now “decontaminating itself” in isolation in the front room, for several days. And will have to be consumed in minute portions, due to diet.
Back from shopping, and a quick check round the garden …
TODAY is tadpole-hatching day! I’ve been keeping an eye out several times a day – last year they hatched on 28th March, so they’re a bit late this year. Six balls of frog-spawn all hatching simultaneously, in my tiny (6′ x 2’6″) pond … wonderful stuff.
tadpole video on Facebook post
For the past few years I’ve relied on a flame-thrower to keep weeds on patio and path under control, as bending for manual weeding is pretty much beyond me. Sadly, it died at the end of last growing season – though, as Geoff Hodge pointed out a couple of years ago – gas flame guns are not the most environmentally conscious tools to have!
So I’ve invested in an electric weed burner, which arrived yesterday. After allowing the now-usual 24 hours for it to decontaminate in the front room, today it saw use. It’s OK. Not as good as real flames, and there’s an absence of satisfying mini-explosions as steam builds up in the thicker stems, but it does the job. Two hour-long sessions with it today, either side of lunch, and the back paving down the side of the house and the patio are looking much better.
It won’t completely cure deep-rooted things like dandelions, of course, but repeated application may eventually discourage them … anything to avoid glyphosate. Although easier on my back than grovelling with sharp instruments, it was still a bit of a strain, and I’m aching this evening.
This was the patio before starting on it! An “after” photo may get posted in due course …
Day 16 of “restriction” – that is, a week of complete self-isolation, followed by joining the rest of the country in “not going out unless it’s essential – exercise permitted”. I went to the shop once, for milk, a week ago, and have been for some walks.
Despite sunny spells, it’s bitterly cold here, with a biting wind. Nevertheless, I managed a quick walk, prompted largely by the bathroom scales remaining stubbornly at 71.2 Kg … I don’t seem to have lost any weight for several days. Not good – my target is 65 kg, and I’m hoping to get there by Midsummer’s day! The weight was agreed with the “Pre-diabetes clinic” before they ceased operating, the timescale was not.
I chose to go at lunchtime, hoping that there would be fewer people, but in fact it was busier than tea-time has been. Anyway, down to the canal via the path by the cemetery, back up the hill. My thighs were aching a lot on the way back, which hasn’t happened on previously walks – maybe I was pushing the pace a bit ‘cos of the cold. The blackthorn in sunny places is nearly over, and that in the shade is fully open.
There was a light frost this morning, but by lunchtime it was bright sunshine, and I had lunch – in a T-shirt – on the patio. The blossom on the Worcester Black Pear is fully out now, looking great.
Then a walk this afternoon. Down to the canal, turning right up to Bilford Top Lock, then along the road past the recycling centre (closed, due to coronavirus), down and across the canal bridge, then up the hill home. Blackthorn blossom is fully out, except in the shadiest of places.
A very pleasant stroll in the late afternoon sunshine. I left it until after 5pm, as I’d hoped that there would be fewer people about. however, the towpath was quite busy.
Down the footpath to the graveyard, then along the muddy un-made-up path to the lock. Back along the towpath to the bridge, and up the hill to home. It came in about a mile – a bit less than I really should do (for diabetes pevention), but as it’s my first walk for a fortnight I think I’m allowed!
Despite being chilly last night – down to about 1C – today has been glorious sunshine. A little bit of wandering in the garden, admiring the onset of spring, and for the first time this year I managed to hang washing out to dry, instead of using the tumble dryer.
It’s that time of year when the forsythia and most of the daffodils have finished, and other flowers have yet to start. So things for the coffee table are rather scarce. Last week, I cracked and ordered a bunch of tulips with the Ocado delivery, but these have now finished.
Fortunately, the rosemary is just starting to come into flower. OK, the flowers are fairly insignificant, but the scent of the cut branches is of course glorious!
I did actually manage to get out for a walk today. Down to the canal, then turned right under the bridge, and up to the Bilford Road. Along the road, then back along the side of the recycling centre, to cross the canal and steeply up the hill home. It was, largely, sunny, with a bit of a breeze.