Dear weather gods, Thank you for reading my letter last week, and improving things slightly. Yesterday was beautiful, and today is shaping up to be very warm and sunny too – the warmest day of the year perhaps. The price to pay is heavy thunderstorms tonight but I will look on the plus side – I won’t have to water the garden this evening.
Dear summer clothes, How nice to see you again!
Dear agapanthus bulbs, I am very happy to see that, in your second year, flower spikes are appearing. Last summer, a year after you were planted, things were not looking promising and your effort at producing greenery wasn’t magnificent I have to say. However, it seems to be a different story now, which is great.
Dear grass, Stop growing so quickly!
Dear robins, There are no signs of babies yet. I hope my ejection of you, just as you started to build a nest, from our soon to be demolished shed hasn’t set you back in the breeding department. I keep seeing you in the garden, so my fingers are crossed for young ones. Oh, just in case you hadn’t heard – you have been voted as Britain’s favourite bird. I thought you might be pleased to hear that.
Hope your Friday goes well.