Today was my ironing marathon. I do not enjoy this pastime, and had allowed the ironing basket to pile up until it was overflowing. Bad girl! To break the monotony, I planted the seeds of the fruit that Graeme and I had eaten over the past week or so – a mango, an avocado pear, 2 cling peaches and 2 plum pips. Perhaps one or 2 of them will germinate. I put them in small black plastic bags that were filled with potting soil that Graeme bought at the DIY store. If they grow, we will plant them on one of our friends’ properties, as our garden’s soil is too shallow to accommodate the roots of a tree.
4.30 pm Jamestown “working ladies” BWA’s first fortnightly meeting. It was attended by 6 ladies. I thought of taking a photo of them. Forgot. Will try and remember next time.
The 7.30 pm Deadwood Bible study that I lead was cancelled, so while Graeme went to the Half Tree Hollow group, I finished my ironing. Sigh.
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Sigh! Ironing! We should get a reprieve when we turn 60 (hint hint). I hope you said a prayer for your seeds when you planted them. And remember to talk to them :)- not really joking. I talk to mine. Not another word. I already sound crazy enough.
ReplyDeleteDo you also kiss your plants good night...hee hee. Only teasing. I believe in stroking them once their heads appear above the ground... We are not friends for nothing.
ReplyDeleteSo what can I send you? I want to make a parcel and send it to you. Cannot beliefe it is R400.00 per ten kilogram parcel to post it to you. So tell me already - what you need? Dried fruit? Bath soap? cuppa soup? tell me - tell me !
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