Creative embroidery class started today. It was HILARIOUS! There were 15 of us in all and I ended up on the table with the bunch who are clearly going to have a bloomin' good laugh in the weeks leading up to Christmas. Given we had never met before today, we left the Adult Ed centre after three hours of all-consuming inspirational stitchery malarkey, laughing like a cackle of witches who have known each other for years! It's going to be a cracker of a course, I can feel it in my flosses and cottons box!
We emerged into bright sunshine and after lunch, and in a spirit determination of forming a 'best chum' bond between Primrose and Camilla I spent the whole afternoon pottering around the garden being Chief Executive Groundsperson, with the hens as my devoted Under-Pruners and Rearrangers of Piles of Sweepings.
Now, when I say 'all afternoon' I mean 'all afternoon' and as we have a modest size garden something was bound to suffer in the filling of time, especially once I got hold of the secateurs. Everything got a jolly good pruning, even the apple tree. I have no idea how to prune an apple tree. It was done mostly by instinct and partially by getting rid of bits that smacked me in the face, but it looks better and has got a proper grown-up trunk on it now and not the spindly whippy thing it's lived on for the last 5 years. Next Spring I may even be able to pop a chair under the canopy of branches and sit in the shade!
I did a lot of digging, too, ably assisted by Primrose and Camilla. Camilla is proving already to be an affectionate and trusting hen and every time Primrose lunged at her in the manner of 'Are you STILL here?' Camilla galloped across to wherever I happened to be working and hugged my wellies. I think she has worked out that she can run faster than Primrose and there were no attempts at flying shenanigans today, thank goodness. Many worms were eaten in the course of the afternoon (not by me - very bad form for a vegetarian to be eating worms, even if they are free range and have lived a happy life - pah!) and by sundown, as Andy and I shared a peaceful cup of tea on the patio whilst admiring the beautifully coiffed garden and the solar powered fairy lights flickered on in the willow arch, there was only one minor bedtime chicken fracas when Camilla made the schoolgirl error of going into the pod first and claiming the nest and Primrose marched in shouting,'Oi! My nest!' and hoiked her out. The nest was always Daisy's bedtime domain and I think nest-power has gone to Primrose's head now she is top of the pecking order. But Camilla has remained suitably deferential to all of Primrose's huffing and puffing today and I am hopeful all will be well with them.
And then it was off indoors, light the wood burner, chips for tea and 'Strictly Come Dancing' on the telly.
A busy, productive, peaceful, happy, sunny, friendly, blissfully PERFECT day!