You would think that going on holiday would be a restful experience wouldn’t you? Well, I am living proof that it is very tiring. The weather was so lovely that we got up at ‘the crack of sparrows’ to make the most of each sun-filled day. Visiting much-loved places, walking, walking, walking – my poor feet. Such a good week – but now we’re back home – the washing machine has been going non-stop and the garden badly needs attention.
My neighbour managed to keep the greenhouse going but the rest of it – containers, hanging baskets etc. look the worse for wear – she did her best I am sure – but at least I can start thinking about a good clear up now and bulb planting can begin in earnest.
What a jam-packed week we had. The sun shone all day every day. We walked on coastal paths, through woods, across heath land, sandy beaches, pebbley beaches, discovered places we hadn’t visited before, saw lots of wild life, people swimming in the sea, high tides, super moons – ate delicious sea food and drank crisp white wines and local beers – visited nature reserves – in fact, we had a ball. This post is going to be photo heavy – s0 I’ll let the pictures tell the story.
Today it is raining – so that’s my plans for a full days gardening scuppered – guess I’ll just have to take it slow, get into gear and ease myself back into the old routine – it’s good to be back – I need the rest!