RustyRaven

My mandarin was very disappointingly dry.

I saw an email about the march last week and for some reason my brain just decided it was in March, so I didn't realise it was today. It's nice that the universe provided it's support with cooler weather for marching in!

I think everything is a bit delayed this year, spring was very wet and cool so I think a lot of people have found the garden has been growing a bit strangely this year.

Cherry tomatoes are great, and tend to self seed easily. I had a row in my previous house that were grown from seeds in a supermarket mixed punnet, a couple of my plants this year are their descendants.

My plants have only just started flowering, so I envy you having fruit starting.

Sky was very pretty this evening. It was very pretty this morning too. I really like having this open view of the sky where I am at the moment, I wish I could afford something with this sort of view permanently.

Sweet blessed rain. The garden rejoices.

I picked another snow pea, the first zucchini is looking good, I will pick it tomorrow. The pumpkin vine has produced its first (male) flower and the button squash has a few female flowers, but I think I'll probaby need to hand pollinate them, I just need to get the timing right.

Soap carving is not too bad. But I remember people sticking pictures onto soap and varnishing them, or glueing on lace and fake flowers and things like that. At least carved soap is still useable.

Nearly home time. Just as well, my brain is no longer braining properly and my words keep coming out in the wrong order.

I don't remember the last specific sandwich, there are too many. I'm having turkey, avocado and cranberry tomorrow (on fresh bread that I'm in the process of baking now) and they are always pretty good. If you are including toasties, Sunday lunch is a toasted sandwich, with meatloaf, roasted zucchini & pumpkin, marinaded mushroom and capsicum, and cheddar cheese.

Mr Woof has been switching between lying on the grass (there is a little patch at the back that is mostly in shade), lying on the dog bed that's just outside the window, or he sometimes just sits on the door mat looking in through the dog door. He doesn't like clinking noises so he'll generally self-evacuate to the back yard when I'm in the kitchen, but he'll keep an eye on me and come back inside if I sit down.

Miss Meow prefers lying on the concrete for some reason.

I went outside early to water the garden, and hung my heated throw rug on the line to dry. That was definietly enough outside for the day, although Mr Woof would prefer more. He will have to be content with walking himself around the garden if he wants outdoors time. Both he and Miss Meow are more tolerant of the heat than I am, they've both been voluntarily spending time outside.

Nice, very good presentation. My original plan was to flake the salmon through the pasta, but I decided a flake-as-you-go approach would be simpler.