Beautiful garden.... and a creosoted shed....am I weird< ( don't answer thatI like the smell of creosote.
now for the spider story...My daughter and eldest granddaughter went with me this week to the local outlet centre...I only bought Thorntons chocolate rejects since you asked anyway there is an exotic pet store and there was I happily enjoying all the iguanas and caimans ( my word they look like little dragons and can hold themselves so still) when all of a sudden I heard several large shrieks from beside the till Daughter and granddaughter had caught sight of the tank of spiders!!! Now all right they were big ( for spiders) but as I pointed out....even my granddaughter 's hands were larger than the biggest one and her feet were bigger still and the tank did have a secured lid on it..........Somehow though the girls were not impressed!!! The guy on the till was creased up!!!
I too love the smell of creosote... and the new fangled creosote stuff, and wet tar..... AND I like spiders but my most favourite sniff is hand sanitizer
Oh I did enjoy all those pictures. And Sylvia's beautiful garden! How fascinating about the contents of the shed. Something was clearing your garden of snails, Sylvia. Chris Packham could tell you what it was. Don't be surprised if your garden becomes home to more snails now that the refuge for their predator has been sanitized.
Were the snail shells empty, or were they sleeping snails? I hope you sent them a long way away; I've read that they are territorial, and will come back. What a thorough spring clean you're doing! Looking forward to the pagoda....
Nothing was clearing my garden of snails Deborah, they are the plague of my life, crawling up my walls, being squashed underfoot. Wherever I go they are there.
When I cleared the greenhouse yesterday, because it has been dismantled, there were snails under every surface, between pots and seed trays. UGH!!
Anne, how would I know if the shells were empty or the snails were sleeping? I didn`t stay long enough to look.
I`ve just completed a memory test for the Brain Donation team and guess what?
I didn`t know the date. I guessed 15th.
It began with the MMSE and I did manage to spell world backwards and count backwards in 7s , although my nerves got the better of me and I counted 100, 65, but corrected myself immediately.
What on earth made me do that?
I could only remember 8 out of a list of 10 words.
When I went with Allen for his memory test I couldn't remember what the doctors name was when he asked five minutes later so I wasn't surprised that Allen couldn't,
The garden looks lovely and the shed - when are you taking bookings? I quite like the idea of living in a shed. I slightly prefer shed-smell though to enthusiastic creosote.
Apropos of nothing at all, am having a poo day today. MIL's loo was blocked then over-flowed so Snowdonian amounts of icky towels to wash once the loo was sorted. Then decided to give the lawn its first cut: manhandled the petrol mower into submission and starting, then found that I had managed to get Beast poo on a shoe. Unspotted and hiding in a pile of leaves. And why is it always on shoes that have more intricate tread than Hampton Court maze? Another icky job.