Potting on

Mum and I have been in the greenhouse this evening, potting on the basil, mint, and some of the flowers as well as planting the tomato plants in the growbags. Unfortunately we ran out of the small pots for the remainder of the flowers and couldn't find the key for the shed so weren't able to get any more out. My uncle said he had been in there on Sunday so I wonder what he did with the key. We'll plant out the cabbage at the weekend and I want to plant rocket and lollo rosso from seed as well which will be able to go in the greenhouse. Forgot to check if we actually have lollo rosso seeds but I do know we have rocket.

Otis is molting all over the place at the moment, and Titan is shedding as well although not as dramatically. My flat really isn't a great place for anyone with allergies at the moment.

I've been feeling pretty good today, don't know why. I hadn't even noticed that I had been feeling particularly off until I felt better. As a consequence I had a fairly productive day getting bits and pieces done. Really need to tackle the kitchen though, still haven't got round to doing that.

Mum has tomorrow off work - she's taking the car in for a service. However she will be leaving the Grandparents' place at her usual time and hasn't told them she has the day off. It will be good for her to have a day to herself. She ended up losing her temper with them on Monday after going up in the evening (earlier than her usual time) to discover Grandad hunting through the phone book for my number because Grandma had been driving him nuts fretting about where Mum was. It seems that Grandma has been behaving herself since. She hasn't been staring out of the window waiting for Mum and while she is still following Mum around the house she has at least tried not to be so obvious about it. Mind you, this evening she did spend most of the time in the kitchen staring out of the window at us while Mum and I were in the greenhouse. Did she think we were going to dematerialise from the bottom of the garden?

My online window shopping for houses I can't afford is now leading to daydreams following examination of grounds from satellite images. The one I really, really like is behind red brick walls, so very private, and has two acres of grounds. Aside from the mature trees, through which the driveway runs, they haven't done anything to it. It's pretty much all lawn with only one flower border as far as I can see. So inevitably I've been thinking about what I would like to do with it. A walled kitchen garden for a start. And I would create a little secluded area, a large circle of grass surrounded by beds of dog roses and wild flowers, possibly a willow. A stone seat, maybe a small, tasteful water feature, something very peaceful and slightly hidden away. Oh, and part of the grounds could become a mini orchard as well. Lots of dreaming involved here. I suppose I shouldn't admit to having been looking for furniture for the house I can't afford as well.