The Promise Of Pears

Let's hope that there is no more frost. The pear tree has lots of blossom and loads of little pearlets and I wouldn't like anything to happen to them.

We are having a lazy Saturday. I want to do all manner of lazy things. I will read, I may even knit. I will watch Saturday evening TV. (Mr H pretends not to watch Saturday evening TV).

Tomorrow, we will go out as the Harebells have an assignation.

I have noticed that since I started blipping I drink an awful lot more tepid or even cold cups of tea. Anyone else have this problem?