After a “will she, won’t she” morning (she didn’t), and a good few hours making life or death decisions about my seed collection, the weather cleared. My mind and body needed some fresh, preferably dry, air so I ‘proofed up and headed out into the fray.
It was busier than I expected, although I suspect this was because my stroll co-incided with Walkies. I felt a bit conspicuous in my dog-less state. Perhaps I should have borrowed one.
In an attempt to avoid the canine tangle, and my obvious short-comings, I took a path that I hadn’t walked for several months, not since the first weeks of lockdown. At that time the trees were yet to leaf, today they were in the process of shedding their garb. A lot has passed since. Somehow it all seemed a lot simpler then.
Off The Edge Gardening 
I take my camera for a walk. I think we are the only people in Cornwall not to have a dog!
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I shall think of it that way now!
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Lovely pic. We are also dogless here in Hampshire, seems we are in the minority. I agree that things seem to be getting muddled and more difficult since all this began, who would have thought it. I am mostly optimistic tho’ and of course so lucky to have a garden!
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I am mostly optimistic too, we have to count our blessings. I am definitely luckier than a lot of people.
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🙂
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It’s that time of year, life or death decisions on my seed collection need to be taken whatever is going on in the wider world. And, in the spirit of optimism I have just splashed out on 20 each of 6 varieties of tulip bulbs for my pots for next spring. There will be colour 🌷🌷🌷
Plod on, we will get there, carry on taking lovely photos and sharing them please 💖💖💖
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