1. I think Ginger the chicken is scared by her own adventuring: normally she won’t let me touch her but she lets me guide her from under the holly bush and pick her up to return her to the garden.
1b. The dull clunk as Little Red taps the greenhouse glass.
1c. The pots fit perfectly in the tin pails: one fuchsia, two freesia and two phlox.
2. Wednesdays always feel a bit rushed and chaotic but today is mysteriously relaxed. I get various chores finished, have time for a spot of spur-of-the-moment creativity and still catch the early bus to drama.
3. I ferret around in the depths of my bag then hold aloft my trophy: gloves!
Leave a Reply