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Domestic Notes

It's so nice to be home and to have long swathes of time to luxuriate in.

Being me, I haven't done "nothing" - I'm just not one for lolling about, though am of course quite capable of wasting a lot of time on the computer.

I've made a start of taking back control of my over-grown garden. I weeded the main front flower-bed, though there's more there that needs to be done, and cleared around my new fruit plantings in the back.

I was delighted to see that there was still one flower blooming on my Rosa Mundi, which I had been afraid I was going to miss entirely. Constance Spry came and went while I was away, but Madame Alfred Carriere is still in profuse bloom. I think I'm going to try and get a cutting from my Royal Sunset, because it is once more being overshadowed by the willow, and this state of affairs is likely to continue unless I can find a Reliable Gardener or Tree Person who will prune the willow vigorously every year!

On Tuesday, I built the first of what I plan will be four 4' x 4' raised bed planter box thingies. I'm very proud of it, and would produce a picture except that right now it's standing amid a jungle of weeds and has a large mallow growing in the center of it. I have to work out cubic feet and buy some planter soil to fill it up.

Yesterday, I washed my car and cleaned out the entire inside. Those of you who have seen my car will agree that it needed it, and it looks wonderful, almost like new.

I'm thinking of starting to list some things (to whit, some collectable books and some of my mother's collection of teddy bears) on Ebay, but feel a bit nervous about it. Has any of you ever done this? Was it successful?

I think I might do some clearage in the basement today - it's another beautiful day, but already quite warm, too warm for heavy garden work.

Both the animals seem to be pleased that I am back. Robinson is definitely beginning to show signs of age, and was a bit shirty with me the first day, but has now relaxed and spends his days mostly snoozing somewhere near me. Tabitha managed to escape and spend All Night on Wednesday outside. I don't want her to make a habit of this; on the other hand, I agree with brisingamen that supervised garden play is delightful and necessary for young cats. It's just a question of keeping her within some boundaries.

Oh, and there are still new potatoes in the shops, raspberries in my garden, and local strawberries and blueberries to be procured from the markets.

On the whole, life is full of pleasure and contentment.
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