My roses are doing well, and the hyacinths smell delicious
I bought a stick-on-the-window bird feeder. The bluetits approve, although they have had trouble hanging on these last few days, with that big West Wind blowing
There are two feeders side by side. This one is torn with indecision
I bought a spoon
Daffodils and crocuses on the doorstep are coming along nicely
And the succulents are taking over the dining table again
For further information on my state of being, see The Widow Stormes blog in the sidebar...
In the post yesterday, this delightful (and perfect-sized) tea-cosy, to add sparkle, and practical glamour to my Home Improvement tea-pot. Bless you, Jackie, for your grace and thoughfulness, and your lovely work
And my good friend Aitchbee came around and shuffled this big bookcase for me, so that the living-room becomes liveable, and mine The space behind the TV where the big bookcase was is now a bit more civilised (although the mungle of wires has not been beaten into soggy submission yet) and I have hung up the picture - this was the gift I gave to John the first Christmas we spent together. It was years before we could afford to frame it, and this lovely lino-cut lived in a clip frame till we got this big blue frame. I remember it was rather more than I could afford, and that I never regretted it...
And Spoons? Oh, they get madder and madder...
