At twelve o’clock today it’s twelve o’clock – midday. This absurd ritual is discombobulating and typically puts one out of sorts for a day or two. If we find it difficult then the animals also are put out.
No matter how clearly and how often we explain it they remain unimpressed, sceptical doesn’t even cover it. However, a half-hour delay last night and a full hour delay this morning hopefully has cracked it and we have migrated to the new time.
Anyway, Autumn was predominantly prominent on the sniffathon this morning.
It takes two to shift this. “This” is a cider mill apple squashing/squishing/juice squeezing wheel.…
Nothing beats an early morning stroll around the garden. https://youtube.com/shorts/jE2BieGdtv4?si=k9thYfmJsd2nue3e
In the wild flower meadow nature has collapsed the daffodils overnight. Slowly, imperceptibly, the daffs…
A Sunday look at the (new) polytunnel. https://youtu.be/X6p4vtDWKS0?si=pYT71mJdimF9mMng
Arguably, the spelling could be correct as it was here last week, and it’s still…