Anyone who wonders why we Brits constantly talk about the weather won't have spent any time here. Today's weather in the East of England is weird. One second it is warm and sunny with a clear blue sky. Seemingly the next, it is grey, windy and pouring with rain. However, Furry Mama managed to take Minty Mutt on a long walk between the yucky bits. Baggy's knee was much better after a day's rest. Although it got more painful the further Furry Mama walked. Minty Mutt was the opposite, he seemed quite stiff after his day off. But he got better as they went along. In fact after Calum having taken him on two route marches over the weekend, Mint had clearly decided that this was the new rule. Baggy could barely keep up with him and was happy when she could let him off his lead! He even got over the stile without the assistance of a bottom-lift from Furry Mama.
The very first bluebells are flowering in the woodland. They are going to be so spectacular when they come out. Spring is definitely trying to "sprung".
"Spring has sprung, the flowers have riss, I wonder where the birdies is. The birds are on the wing. But that's absurd, I always thought the wing was on the bird".
That daft poem always reminds Baggy of her dear Dad. Gloria Gardener took further advantage of the nice bits of weather and did a bit more pottering. She did have to support all her hyacinths who have got too big for their little stalks and had collapsed. She also gave them a bit of extra compost. But the smell is glorious. Only problem being that every time Gloria dug a hole, Minty Mutt decided that he needed to dig one too.
The Domestic Goddess just made pasta for lunch. She added chopped tomatoes. Not because she particularly wanted tomatoes in it, but because Gloria wanted the can to pot her herbs in! She still needs quite a few.
The Goddess is supposed to be tackling the housework now, but Creative Clara grabbed Baggy first. Nothing new there then.......
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