As a hedge against the possible failure of the perfect seedling tray, I decided to plant a very short row of seeds in another bed.
These are not the jeans that inspired the name of this blog all those years ago, but a passable substitute.
I did so love the days when my company vehicle was a 2.7 litre diesel truck, especially when it was loaded with sacks of manure for delivery to my father's garden!
Being altruistic almost inevitably leads to disappointment. It might take decades for such high-flown principles to become threadbare, but the course is set – by destiny, even. Disappointment is on the cards. Such disappointment occurs at around 04:11, and might coincide with night thirst, caused by nothing more than sleeping with one's mouth open in... Continue Reading →
The main thing is that I have made a start, and the back of my mind can get busy on thinking about other things that need to happen next.