Smug virtue

Nominally an S post, but more an interruption in the flow of trivia.

I have now visited every blog on the A-Z challenge list.  All that I can visit that is.  Some are inexplicably unavailable.  My Follow list has quadrupled.

Now that I've done my duty in terms of visiting, I can concentrate on reading the back blogs of the many amazing sites out there.  Stop being creative people.  I didn't actually need another excuse to spend time on the internet.

Weather gods

The weather gods were clearly paying attention.

Not half an hour after the fruit trees were settled in yesterday, it started to snow.  Not settling snow by any means, but those big white flakes that look pretty.

I clearly do have some impact with the weather.  Usually inconveniently, I must admit.  Once the grass starts growing, I only have to think about mowing the lawn and clouds will gather to chuck rain all over it.  Anyone in possession of a lawn will know that mowing when wet leads to backache and ripped turf.  Hence the hayfield we often have instead of neatly cut grass.

This time, however, I can feel suitably smug.

Moments of small triumph

Good list today.

Two possible plays surfaced for S&C summer school - a huge, huge relief.

Larder is now clear.  The discovery of a nine year old bag of dried apricots was interesting, but on the whole it was less embarrassing than it might have been.  More to the point, we now have a larder in which it is possible to see the contents - a vast improvement.

Met the new son of two of our dearest friends for the first time in a month (he's now 6 weeks old) and was boggled at how long this child is.  I'm not usually a fan of babies, but he was very civilised.  He likes Gilbert and Sullivan too, which shows good taste.

Made lasagne - which is high order comfort food in my book.  It even has vitamins and vegetables in it.

Verging on the dangerously smug here.