countryside smack in the middle of town.
Today has been a pottering day, the clock was put on the wall, it will be ages before himself jiggles it until the clock settles to keeping the right time. Patience is needed just as well I’m not put in charge of marking time. If it were me I’d give it a smack and tell it to behave itself. The husband talks soothingly, encouraging and gently massaging until the clock with a sigh accepts that this is to be its new home.
The bird feeder has been put into the Wrenery filled with seeds and mealworms and we wait patiently, that word again for the birds to discover their new feeding station.
The nesting box has been sighted in amongst the ivy on the wall in plenty of time for the small birds in the winter to use it to roost in. Later hopefully for a robin to call it home come the spring. Can you see it poking out in amongst the greenery?
I’ve made a start on the sauce for the vegetarian moussaka for supper. The bread is proving in the warm of the Orangery.
I love these not really achieving a huge amount, but nevertheless enjoyable pottering days, don’t you?