The week has rushed by, as ever. We have our friend Alison staying for a 'working holiday': sorting out accounts at the office, and also spending time sitting in the sun and reading. Richard's had quite a nasty cold and cough, but has continued working many hours including spending most of the weekend, as usual, painting and doing other work on King Malu. The weather has been fine, and mostly sunny although not particularly warm.
A couple of months ago I realised that some of the planters on our front porch were looking a bit bare. Well, actually they were full of weeds, and one of them had rather a lot of tiny geranium seedlings which had evidently planted themselves, aided by the rain. I'm really not much of a gardener. I'm more than happy not to have to do any gardening any more; it used to be quite a hassle at our old house and I don't miss that at all. But I do like to see a few pots at the front of the house.
So we went to the local place, and bought a few petunias and antirrhinums, both of which do well in Cyprus.
Then I spent half an hour getting rid of weeds, transplanting geraniums into other pots. I'm not at all sure what we'll do with these little ones:
- but these ones are doing quite nicely on top of the posts by the gate.
I haven't even needed to do any watering so far - other than one day when I suddenly realised we'd had a warm and dry spell for nearly a week - but no doubt I will have to get back into the habit of regular watering when the weather starts to warm up.
Oh, and our Christmas poinsettia, as usual, is still thriving and looking colourful on the windowsill by our front door: