Womble to Falmouth Town
Alright m'ansomes! Fancy a womble to Falmouth Town? And a potter around the garden? Let's start with a cup of tea at Long Mizzle... After all the restless, buffeting rain last week, there was an ahhhhhhhhh moment [cue celestial sounds] as I opened the curtains to find a glorious day waiting. This was the last day before England Lockdown (Part 2) and with a day off from work, I was determined to make the most of it. Taking a turn round the garden, I drank the morning sun light, already swinging though the trees. This leek I allowed to flower, but the others will be soon be eaten in a Homity Pie. The greenhouse is a little pot of gold in the mornings. Could these be the daffodils I planted, appearing already at the foot of the Trachycarpus palm? Primroses have also appeared and the winter pansies look happy sat in the swan planter. It is easy on days like this to get carried away and forget that I have to get the kids ready and off to school (unlike the previous l...