Thursday, April 26, 2012

Duty, search and not going out.

1. It's raining after breakfast, but Alec is happy to go out in his welllies and coat to give the birds their food. It's hard to convince him to come in, though.

2. I hop up on a stool to search the top of the wardrobe. Alec laughs to see me up so high.

3. I try to get us out for a walk between showers, but the rain starts up again. This happens three times, and then I give up. I feel rather glum because we haven't left the house all day, but it's a relief to have made a final decision.

Bud vase, tomato and the poem I needed to hear.

1. Among the faded cut daffodils that I'm putting on the compost heap there is one that will do for another day in a bud vase. 2. For th...