Yes, despite the outwardly chaotic appearence of my life I do have plans. Some of them (such as the Nobel Prize (Peace or Literature – I’m easy) are not likely to come to fruition. The oldest laureate was 90, so I still have time, but I fear that it may no longer be a realistic prospect.
However, assuming that the younger me had planned to become a middle-aged man with a weight problem and unrealistic dreams of winning a Nobel Prize, I think it’s fair to say we can consider that done.
Cranesbill Geranium
You win some, you lose some.
The plans for the coming day include doing the laundry (I am now well enough to take up my domestic duties again). That’s according to Julia, anyway; I still feel another week of watching daytime TV while she brings me cups of tea is in order. I also have to buy the ingredients for a rhubarb crumble (apart from the rhubarb.)
Nasturtium – once known as Indian Cress because it tastes like watercress
Apart from that, which I confess, is not an onerous list, I need to make something for tea (which will be a nice, easy salad) and write a to do list for Julia. We ended up with four pages of notes on Friday morning. They are currently more of an avalanche of words and ideas, rather than a list.
By 4.30 this afternoon they will be a list – sorted by importance, season and financial implication.
Today’s pictures are more flowers, but this time I know the names.
Yellow Flag