This has been a time of practising gratitude! Just when I thought things couldn’t get any more stressful, poor Michael has been floored by a dreadful stomach bug, of which the Dafter has caught a milder (I pray) version. However, in the month that our flat has been on the market we’ve had 9 viewings, plus one which was cancelled at the last minute, causing me to pour myself the first drink I’ve had in quite a while.
In case you’re interested, the Scottish system for selling property is a bidding system: instead of setting an asking price that’s higher than what you really hope to get (as in England and the USA), in Scotland you set an “offers over” price. Not all properties go to bidding. You can set a fixed price, or you can accept an offer from a buyer without inviting bids. We shall see what happens, and we trust that things will work out as they’re meant to. So – lots to be grateful for. Including the subtle advent of spring:
I don’t know what kind of flowering tree this is. The flowering pears will blossom in about a month’s time, and the cherries in May. So this one is an earlier kind, and I was so grateful to see it the other day!
Today we had a little bit of sun and a mild, albeit very chilly, breeze. Partly due to the stomach bug and partly due to the good weather, I’ve aired some quilts:
The one on the left I made and quilted by hand – for the first and last time! All other quilts I’ve made since have been tied. The one on the right was made by a family friend, Marge Golden.
And look! The hellebores are coming up! They are a bit late this year. Usually I’m lifting the pink ones’ heads before the end of February, but they are still just buds.
The birds have been very, very busy. Here are some tits in my front garden at the two hanging birdfeeders (can you see them?). My appearance with the camera frightened the ones by the seed feeder, so you can see the blurs of them flying away.
And there was just enough sun today for the crocuses to sing out. For the past few years I’ve been planting species crocuses, mostly bought from the lovely family company Clare Bulbs in Suffolk. I particularly like the species crocuses because they multiply of their own accord.
In the lawn I planted a few crocus tomassinianus, and they too have multiplied. I see (top left of the photo) a few of their lighter cousins have also escaped from the confines of the flowerbed and are blossoming in the lawn! (How do they do that?) Some snowdrops have come up nestled at the foot of the birch tree as well.
So I have been busy cleaning, cooking rice, making toast, bringing glasses of water, and giving thanks for my own health (so far so good), my washing machine, interest in our flat – though viewings may have to wait a few days! – and all the other things I enjoy in life. I’ve also been particularly grateful for our lovely cat Tilly, who spent the entire night watching over a very sick Michael.
Off to watch Friends with the Dafter now. She’s on her third time watching the entire series all the way through – this time waiting for me so I don’t miss any. (Her ME/CFS is ever so slightly better than it was in November and December, but still very bad.) I have to say, although they might not be everyone’s thing, I find that episodes of Friends bear repeated viewing, and they make us laugh. And laughter is definitely one of the best medicines.
I hope your week is going well and that March has come in more like a lamb than a lion for you, wherever you are.