My bags are packed, my tickets are printed, the house is clean, and now all there is to do is wait a few hours until Lytteltonwitch and her son come to pick me up to go to the airport. Evening flights do have the advantage of not having to get up at eek-o’clock in the…
I spent this afternoon with Harvestbird and the mini-Harvestbirds at a garden party hosted by Dorothy’s pop-up tearooms (i.e. my friend Jan, who catered my graduation party). After cold and wet weather earlier in the week, it was a lovely afternoon sitting under the trees eating scones and cucumber sandwiches and an array of incredible…
Some may have doubted my ability to grow cucumbers in a small pot, but I have proof it is possible. Granted, they are very small cucumbers, and they show no sign of increasing in size, but they are definitely cucumbers: Yeah, I’ll never be a gardener, will I?
Despite the mostly warm weather (it’s been back to typical December drizzle this week), my little cucumber and watermelon plants haven’t grown all that much in their pots – a couple of extra leaves each, but that’s all. So I assumed my usual anti-gardening skill was at work as usual, and they’d come to nothing….
The conference went really well – our talk seemed to be well-received (my boss was in the audience, along with at least three other people I know as experts in digital archiving, and all were nodding at the right places, so I don’t think I said anything too stupid 🙂 ), and (once the stress…
t may look a bit underwhelming next to yesterday’s photos of the amazing Crack’d for Christchurch mosaics, but I’m happy enough with how my little attempt is progressing, for a first effort. I finally got round to doing the grouting this morning, and it’s now drying, ready to be polished tonight. It was, as promised,…