Day 440 it’s blawin’ a hoolie here! You know you’re getting old when you know it’s a good drying day…. 🤦🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️😬😆

It is windy mcwinderson here today. It’s lovely and sunny but that breeze is a stiff gale at times! Not the best day to be throwing weeds around the garden 🪴

#coveredinsoil

So I woke at 6.30 again but fell back to sleep until just after 9. It was a much better sleep and no thumping pulse of a headache thankfully. I decided to get back to the weeds this morning. In between coffees and crochet!

New mug coffee in the sun before the howler took over…. Note washing in the line already!

Now personally I think this looks beautiful. Yes overgrown, but a bit like my mind it’s a bit all over the place!

It’s such a hard job… and one that I don’t really want to do, if I’m honest. While I love, love, love a field of buttercups, it seems I don’t love them in my own garden. They are a nightmare to pull out.

Also the one take away from this should be…. Never try to pull nettles up whilst wearing a vest top. Doesn’t matter how careful you are they have a way of springing back on you and stinging!!

So I swear I have soil everywhere…. everything I pull out is blowing in the wind. Throwing weeds on to the grass and they would slap me in the face. It’s not fun. I find strong wind very stressful as the noise is incessant and I have enough going on in my head without that too!

It was almost a welcome relief when Craig asked me to help him fit the bee roof rack on the roof of his car….

And we managed it without arguing…..

I emptied the van and re-filled everything. I have lost a pair of flip flops, some crochet squares and a tape measure. Random, huh?!? Not had them since we were in Loch Ness and I have this thought they are all in one bag. They are not in the van. 🩴🩴

Came back in and had a shower to get rid of all the garden I was wearing! Then we went to the pub for lunch.

So there are two washings on the line but I have to keep picking them off the grass… 🤦🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️😆💨💨💨

I now have my feet up in the sun room with the door shut so I can’t hear the howling gale. I feel a nap coming on. I’ve had a lovely weekend just pottering and having time off. I appreciate it more now that I’m working through the week.