Not from Amsterdam

Mirinda decided to commute today. She had a meeting in Kilburn that ended shortly after lunch so she decided to work the rest of the day from home. I, meanwhile, went a bit mad in the garden.

I moved a few plants from the old Nursery Bed and sowed some seeds between the box balls and lavenders.


Speaking of box balls, Mirinda had a nightmare last night which included being chased by box balls. I’m not sure why this was a nightmare because, basically, being attacked by box balls would be more funny than fearful.


Anyway, I worked hard in the garden (and tidied the extension), spending the day surrounded by the beauty of our tulips.


With the sun shining and the birds singing, it was pretty close to heaven in our garden.

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2 Responses to Not from Amsterdam

  1. Mum says:

    I don’t know being chased by a box ball it must have had legs and arms not my cup of tea either. Those flowers are beautiful .
    love mum xx

  2. Mirinda says:

    No the box balls didn’t have your cup of tea Josie

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