Good morning from a grey but dry Bristol.
Who knows, but the outside painting might well start today. I’m not holding my breath..
DD and I went to the American museum next to Bath university to see a quilt exhibition. It was of quilts made by black women living in a very isolated island on the Alabama river. They were made from necessity with scraps and old clothes. When they were “discovered”, they sold the quilts and made the quilts from new fabric. Both the quilting and the patchworking was very simple.
As we had had a long drive ,new didn’t stay that long, but managed a walk though some of the beautiful gardens too.
On the way home, we picked up a parcel for DGD and some compost for me.
The parcel contained a vintage prom dress for DGD who tried it on immediately and looked stunning. She was delighted.
In the afternoon, I replaced half the compost in my 4 large pots, ready for planting my tomatoes and a runner bean, when I get one. My word, those daffodil bulbs were a struggle to remove! The rubbish was taken to the skip by the manager’s house, which is full of vegetation cleared from the “jungle” by it. The state of the garden there is disgraceful.
Today, I’m doing the laundry. As my neighbour doesn’t have her car, I shall walk to Tesco (a 30 minute walk uphill) to do my shopping. The afternoon will be free.
I’m glad you are enjoying your cruise, ash,that life is settling down for you,*fgt*. r&l, we used to live near a gliding place in Hampshire. I have always wanted to go in one.
May your day be wrinkle-free. Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩
