Today, whilst digging up a part of my garden (I have to hide the bodies somewhere) I discovered that a worm family has been feasting on my green bushy plant thingy. I don’t like to kill things so I took the furry guys and jumped over the wall into my neighbour’s garden. They have been successfully relocated, along with a family of slugs. The neighbour hasn’t ever done anything to make his garden look nice so why not stash the critters there? Can you see the holes in the foliage?
On the bright side, my aunt sent me a consignment of beet root, fresh from someone’s garden. The first batch has been steamed and is ready to eat.
The container rests on my granite kitchen counter. But not ordinary granite, hell no! Some bright spark developer bought the stock from a supplier who went bankrupt. The supplier supplied exclusively to funeral homes. You figure it out.
The cats love the counter on hot summery days. But today Simki settled for my pillow. Even if I wanted to have a nap, I couldn’t possibly roll her off the pillow. (She knows where I live and when I go to sleep – it would be quite easy to slip in and finish me off.)
Some of the books I am trying to make my way through. The only problem is, I keep on adding new ones faster than I can read them. I still have a couple of minutes before I have to get ready for physio, so if anyone is looking for me, I’ll be trying to catch up with my reading.