I had all sorts of lists of things to do this weekend, and I did get some of it done. Today, however, besides working in the garden for a while, punctuated by visits to Michele's meet and greet, I took a nap.
At least the garden is looking a bit tidier. And the compost bin is full to bursting, so I'm not sure what to do with the rest of the weed pile. Still, the compost has a habit of shrinking while my back is turned, so perhaps in a few days I'll be able to squeeze more in.
The wonderful new site read.write.poem is promoting American sentences this week. This is a poetic form invented by Allen Ginsberg, a sort of "Western haiku" - seventeen syllables, but linear.
I'm working on a set about our trip to the UK to post later in the week, but in the meantime here is one for today:
Five adult children, and I'm still finding Matchbox toys in the garden.
And a random photo for the day, from our trip (just because I like blue and orange together):