Having woke up this morning on the wrong side of beauty, puffy eyes, swollen glands and pain in my legs that made me wonder if I was already late in placing an order for a zimmer-frame. I decided to do something. Not the usual song and dance of fluids, writhing in pain, but with that oh-so-obvious glee that I get to miss lectures. My objectives for the day were going to be set, checked and completed. Rambostyle. I should just oubliez vos douleurs and do something purposeful.
I have a theory…
Oh yeah, this theory is that maybe just maybe I should show seeds earlier this year.
Anti-climax or what? But seriously joking aside, the weather in the UK last year meant that the plants that I had either died or were washed away, by what I can only describe as rainfall of biblical proportions. So I thought to hell with the fact that its January, I’m going to sow February plants. Foolish you say? Well we shall see. So far so good, except… they’re a bit on the leggy side.
The recent snow has instilled me with some optimisim, maybe just maybe the frost is earlier, will stay early, and I can get-a-plantin’
Who is with me?