I make breakfast. And when I turn around I know my parents had dropped by sometime.
There on the side was a new blender.
Sometimes the simplest things bring a smile to your face.
Just like these buns.
The daffodils are flying wonderfully.
So gloriously pretty.
The smell so nice too.
Considering that thing was just a stick when I planted it, I wandered what it was and
it now being so big if I was in trouble, or will be in trouble?
The herb garden is beginning to grow again.
The pots look good.
And these blue things are trying to brighten up the drive way.
Oddly I decide to get some exercise and
well go for a swim.
Which is followed by getting my tools out, those new spanners.
A while later
And the car is put back together.
She appears to be running sweet.
And with that I say goodbye.
And head towards the comfort and cleanliness of the bath. I scrub scrub scrub the oil and grime off me.
Then have a relax in the darkness of the garden, enjoying the lights.
oh how they twinkle.
And now so do my balls, just hanging there by the door for all to see as they pass by.
I ponder what is for tea, and get out the steamer and the chicken sauce, all I need now is
some chicken. In it goes cooking delightfully before adding
The sauce Les got me. Will it be nice?
And in the steamer I do some rice.
Sometimes I’m good at this cooking lark!