Tuesday, a slow start, a very slow start to the day. I wake feeling decidedly off. I eventually get myself out of bed and make a coffee to get myself up to speed. Once it had oiled the wheels, I make breakfast and take my meds and sit doing very little for a while. Eventually I get myself to the Shed and spend the morning writing a letter to a friend. At lunch time I eat with my partner and find that the plants I had ordered have been delivered. It sets my activity for the afternoon. Accompanying the post was a letter for me from a friend and colleague in the Elders group. It was a generous letter that included both a painting and a poem. It was a very welcome tonic. I have already ordered a frame for it, and it will join the other pictures by the same person in my Shed gallery. Perhaps I will include it in the blog at some point in the future.

In the afternoon I post my morning letter and then I pot up the new plug plants that arrived. They are Echinacea or cone flowers. They are drought resistant and live in north America naturally. They flower from June to September. They in fact form “colonies” which can be divided and re planted as they get bigger.

I’ve just about finished when the garden guy arrives, and I present him with a coffee and a bag of daffodil bulbs to plant around the garden. It’s a challenge to find spaces to surprise us in Spring. I retreat to the sofa, my injection egg is sore and it has worn me down over the day to the point where I just want to sit, so I do. I eat tea, watch a Bond film followed by a women’s international football match. It crawls to a nil nil draw. I draft the blog, take meds, say sleep well to the universe and go to bed.