Hello. It's been a dry day here, no sun, but dry and warm. I thought I would take my litter picking stick and a bag with me when I did my walk this morning. Might as well kill two birds with one stone as the saying goes. Trouble is that it takes me twice as long because I am zigzagging across the road to pick up on both sides, then I stop and talk to people. I came across 20 or 30 school children wearing pink and yellow vests. They had been picking up litter on the road side around the edge of the village, and had quite a big haul. Several black bin bags full.
After lunch it was warm enough to get out on the garden. It hadn't rained overnight so the ground was pretty dry, time to get the mower out for the first grass cut of the season. I'm amazed that this cheapo mower keeps going, with no maintenance from me. Every Autumn I put it away, every spring I get it out. The blade is wrecked, but still it chops through the grass. The daffs are looking nice.
Crafty Club in the morning, then back out in the garden in the afternoon, if it isn't raining. Thanks for popping in, we'll catch up soon.