1. The colourful fat stripes of his socks and my cardigan on the white airer.
2. I tidied the greenhouse on Thursday, moved the winter ground cover from the chicken run on Friday and tidied the space between the enclosed run & the rest of the garden today. Small changes but they make the garden feel more manageable again.
3. The strange glee derived from rushing around a virtual village, searching for pretend Easter, um, I mean “Noblegarden” eggs with complete strangers. The hunt is as ferocious and good natured as if they were real chocolate eggs in a garden. I’m more than happy to wait around for people to give me temporary bunny ears.
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