Doesn’t it make you feel good of a morning when you draw the curtains back and find it’s a lovely sunny day outside? Yes, alright, chilly, too, but it’s the sun that’s important.
With the aid of careful dead-heading, this sunshine has kept our polyanthus in bloom for weeks now. Such a joyful sight in the planter just outside the kitchen door. Our neighbours thought we were nuts when we planted them out, telling us the first frost would see them off. Well, there’s not been much of a frost since, and they shrugged off what little they’ve seen.
The sun is immensely cheering but even so, I had a lousy night last night, and feel a bit like a damp dishcloth this morning. Only one thing to do when that happens. Zzzzzh!