Dear grass in my garden, Please stop growing so quickly! I can’t keep up!
Dear roadworks, I hope you manage to stick to your six-week timeframe, because I don’t think I’ll be able to cope with diversions and the resulting additional slow traffic past my house for much longer than that. Getting started on time would have helped of course, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed that there are no unforseen circumstances and that you can catch up with yourself and not run over time.
Dear camera, Why does your battery always choose to run out just at a crucial moment (and why do I not remember to take the spare one out with me)? I had a great picture lined up to take the other evening, but by the time I realised your battery was dead and got my phone out to use instead, the moment had passed.
Dear fellow bloggers, I’m struggling to keep up with you all! I just don’t seem to have enough hours in the day at the moment to read all the posts that you keep writing.
Dear Easter chocolate, I think you are finished. Phew – I can relax now …
Dear baby birds, Welcome to my garden. It is lovely to see you although I am not certain what one of you is. I think you are a robin, but until the red breast starts to appear I can’t be sure.