February …ing
End of February, and not a moment too soon. I need March with its promise of spring and longer days, and the likelihood of drying laundry outside. Our tumble dryer has developed a teenage personality and is only working when it likes and never when it is needed. :: Taking joy in small things. Like sinking into freshly laundered sheets at bedtime or waking up during the night and dropping off to sleep again easily. Or buying bunches of daffodils to brighten up the gloomy days. :: Despairing over the mess that is our house. The mess is jointly caused by James and Frankie. Frankie is a least cute and he doesn’t know any better. But James? :: Tidying and cleaning a lot but never enough. I find snail shells all over the place, and chunks of moss. Frankie got to meet the robot vacuum cleaner last week, it was fun to watch. I decided he could handle it and hopefully, a daily run will relieve some of the pressure on Richard and I. I am tempted to empty our recycling bins onto Jame...
