This afternoon we’re expecting the first man to come to give us a quote
for the new double glazing/uPVC doors.
Different designs keep whirring through my mind. Do we want stained
glass or cut glass in the window of the door? Frosted glass or plain? How about
a stable door at the back? I love to look out of the window there & look
down our back garden. To do the annual bird count I just sit at the back door
in the warmth & look out. Then there’s the style of window. Tilt &
turn? Sash? One large opening window across the top? Or two smaller ones? The
possibilities seem endless. They just keep whirring away.
It’s a sunny day once more. Maybe I will get out in it & do a
bit of weeding. I find working in the garden satisfying, even if back-breaking
& knee-aching. It is hard reaching down to the ground all the time when you
cannot support yourself comfortably on bent knees.
I am pleased to see the daffodils have finally got to the stage of
standing tall & starting to yellow up. There seem to have been so many
around, along the streets & in other people’s gardens & yet ours are
still in bud. I suppose that’s what comes of living in a frost pocket as we do.
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