Spring is on its way!
There are yellow primroses for sale in the market. I have made a note to get some on Wednesday.
My postage-sized front garden has been a disappointment. I wasn't expecting much from it as it only gets a few minutes of afternoon sun. The yellow pansies, which tempted me with their large, bright yellow faces, only gave me small flowerheads, riddled with holes.
I guess there is a bug eating them. I tried feeding the pansies and wallflowers. The wallflowers responded with branching, shiny leaves, but the pansies were still unhappy. I'm going to put yellow primroses between the plants. So much for my strip of soil bordering the carpark.
My urns in the back garden, in full view of my dining table, were lovely with white cyclamen, but most were killed by our few days of snow, a rarity here in East Anglia. Crocuses, which had been planted in deeper layers in the urns, gradually replaced them, but for some reason, one urn was full of bright yellow crocusses two weeks ago, and the other only gave me a couple of flowers. Yesterday I discovered, on re-reading my blog, that I had planted purple and white crocuses! The market trader, or his supplier, had mislabelled them! So now I have one urn with 90% yellow flowers, one purple stranger in there! My other urn has 2 yellow bunches of flowers, four purple, and others not yet ready to show themselves! I'm beginning to wonder what colour the mini-daffodils in the deepest layer will be? They both get the same amount of sun, so I hope they come up together.
Yes, I live by notes and reminders! (An early sign of dementia? Plus, I occasionally can't find the right word.) Not only on my kitchen worktop calendar, but on scraps of paper. I have pads of 'post-it notes' but prefer to recycle the envelopes and plain spaces on A4-size business letters that come through the post. Sometimes I cut them to fit in my Post-it note container, which stands where my landline telephone stood in the kitchen. I had broadband trouble, and now use only a mobile phone, which creates another problem: I have to remember to keep the phone with me all the time! I am supposed to wear it in a purse slung across my body! Needless to say, I sometimes forget, and my daughter, Karen, says she has been phoning me all morning. She exaggerates!
I use the calendar on my phone to send myself messages and alarms. Blue and brown bins! Get fish out of the freezer! I get reminders of birthdays, anniversaries, and Hindu festivals so that I keep in touch with my senior citizens, my HIV children, and ex-colleagues.
The thing that I forget most is forgetting to eat! I always have a substantial breakfast of muesli and fruit, and take my tablets at the same time. This last month, I have started making fibre-filled smoothies as an extra, after the doctor said I had developed a low iron count. I get 'carried away' on the computer, and the hours fly by. It gets dark, and I have to ask myself if I had lunch or dinner. My daughter, Sarah, has started asking me by phone if I've eaten!
When I am not busy, I get bored and hunt in the fridge for tidbits! My favourite midnight snacks, when I can't sleep, are Marmite and thick dollops of butter on toast, or sometimes thick-skinned bitter orange marmalade toast! A doctor told me I have to stay below 70kg. So I don't often come down three floors for midnight feasts!
I've just remembered that when I was about 10 years old, I grew radishes and my little brother Richard and I would gather them when Mummy was asleep, for midnight feasts!
