Thursday was overcast. After Her Highness and I had our walk, I did some garden work and wrote some long emails to friends whom I have not seen for a long time. Then we went to Rollo Park for a romp and whilst she recovered, I watched the last two episodes of Normal People—magnificent acting in a monotonous plot.
I spent no time with my pals in the little hometown of Olive Kitteridge. Instead, I spent the day worrying about water; I was insecure that the cistern was not filling up. So. When I awoke this morning at five-thirty, I got up and went outside immediately to see if the water level in it had risen, and it had! Hooray!
And it’s raining this morning, so I will not need to water any gardens and the cistern can fill all day. I am hugely relieved to be free of the worry of water problems.
Today begins with a (wet) dog walk, but I’m taking the short route with Her Highness as her paws still have healing to do. And then I’ll come home and light a small fire to raise my spirits on this dark, damp day. I’ll read Olive and watch the National’s Les Blancs.
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There’s no Summer weather in the foreseeable future! It feels like May outdoors every day. The grass grows, everything grows like mad and I read. I miss endless days of puttering in the yard in bright warm sunshine and walking barefoot on the beaches. I hope days like that are ahead!
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