Can't talk - I'm on a horse

If it was me I would be on my phone yelling "I'm on a horse! Yes, a horse! On the beach!"

What a beaut of a day!
The first things I saw when I looked out of the window this morning was next door's magnolia in full bloom. That means ours will be next.

I did washing and hung it out on the line.
We went for a walk on the beach (obviously)
Tess played in the garden after school

I made bread. I made flapjacks. I made veggie lasagne. I made a mess.
I tried to do some bookwork for the shop but I got cross with figures not lining up so gave up.

I poked my seeds and seedlings and young plants and spoke to them. I planned where my new pear tree and plum tree will go (I got an email today to say they'd been dispatched)

Here's some interesting information for anyone who reads this: did you know this week is National Gardening Week?
Well it is.
And tomorrow (that's 17th April) is International Peasant Struggle Day
So tomorrow is all about good stuff. Yes.
And not at all about some over-inflated expensive nonsense in London to do with a dead person.

F*** that.