There has been much whinging on this blog of late, so first off, some pictures to lift my spirits.
I woke up this morning and found my California Tree Poppy in bloom. I nurtured this plant for years, urging it along, tending it lovingly, but it never did much. Didn't thrive. Then, after about four years it suddenly took off. I now have to prune it viciously or it takes over the front garden. Yesterday I found a bit growing up through the verandah boards.
Next door's banksia rose is doing its thing, all over our back garden. It looks fabulous for two whole weeks of the year.
Son No. 2's oak tree is wearing its Spring clothes. He grew this from an acorn. The pot was his birthday present (his request).
And now for some self portraiture: photo documentation of one's day. Last one for the month.
The carpets were steam cleaned this morning. The equipment was amazing. But we are still soggy underfoot this evening. Bit concerned.
Our mechanic has taken the car's computer away for intensive diagnostic procedures. I collected the children from school by train. Son No. 3 thought this a marvellous adventure.
The other two were less impressed.