Day 27 of the 100 day project

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Rain, grey, thin, drizzling rain.  I have been out all morning at my Welsh class and in half an hour I am out again.  I really do not want to get wet before I go.  I really do not want to break my run of time in the garden.

I rush out.  I deadhead a dozen or so daffodils by the crab apple tree and rush back in again, hair already frizzing, shoulders damp, hands dirty despite the gloves.

Does that count?

Comments

  1. the veg artist27 April 2018 at 15:57

    Anybody who invents a treatment for Welsh Hair Frizz deserves a medal! Someone once told me that they loved coming to Wales because it was so green. Yes. We get a lot of rain!!!

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    1. Elizabeth Musgrave28 April 2018 at 15:06

      The very first summer we lived here many years ago the fields and hills opposite all turned brown for lack of rain. Definitely didn't look right!

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  2. Coastal Ripples28 April 2018 at 08:10

    It certainly does in my book, especially in the rain. My weeds are growing by the barrow load at the moment. I’m trying not to see them. As a friend said weeds are just plants in the wrong place. Have a good weekend. B x

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    1. Elizabeth Musgrave28 April 2018 at 15:07

      Yes, ours are growing by the barrowload too. Today I am going to plant something instead of taking something out, just to balance up!

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  3. Linda Robertson28 April 2018 at 13:40

    I love your blog. I live in South Carolina USA. I have ancestors’ connections in Brecon Wales. Is that near you? I actually visited the Wales country side on my last visit to London. It is beautiful. You are doing a great job with your project. Please keep blogging.
    Thanks,
    Linda

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    1. Elizabeth Musgrave28 April 2018 at 15:09

      I am so glad you enjoy the blog Linda. The Brecon Beacons (another very beautiful area) are south of us by about seventy miles, so not far in distance but takes around two hours as the roads are small and slow. Lovely quiet part of the world!

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