
These are just fleeting thoughts from the heartland of the UK's colonial dustbin somewhere beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down. As ever AI and old age are to blame. I'll just leave it there ...
Monday, May 13, 2024
At Last The Stick Sprouts
After about three months in the ground the apple stick has decided to turn into an early version of an apple tree. Much to my relief it's clearly alive and dare I say thriving. I can't really take any credit for this small miracle. Nature is full of seasonal surprises as forgotten or ignored plants and shrubs start to reclaim their spaces in the garden by simply growing back up and alive after the cold dead winter. Not that the last winter was all that bad really, but it's late spring and his might well be my favourite time of year.
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