Now, I'm guessing that most of Spark is otherwise engaged today, so I can safely let you into a few secrets - and no-one will have time to read. I, however, can feel very superior because I've told you, though
Firstly, and this isn't a secret, let me put you straight about the builders. The photo I showed you yesterday was of one that very kindly took a few minutes off the real task to help my DH re-felt our garden shed. In fact, he took over and DH just ended up standing and watching. I'm sure the job was done in half the time - and the help was free.
Secondly, and this is a secret. UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES pass this on because I don't want imlocolinda (I've written it small because I'm whispering) to hear this). I didn't really give the builders cucumber sandwiches, they only had tea all day. Whatever sandwiches they ate were found in their own lunchboxes which they brought with them.
Thirdly, and for IMLOCOLINDA'S benefit - today I will be providing freshly baked scones with homemade raspberry jam, clotted cream AND cucumber with the tea - all served on silver platters with starched white napkins. I've set up the damask covered table up next to the compost heap as it's the most colourful part of the garden at the moment, covered, as it were, with a blanket of autumn leaves. If it rains (which it daren't) we will quickly retire to the greenhouse, part of which was also in the photograph yesterday and here for a reminder
(And if you believe all that rubbish you will believe anything
It's a bit of a grey day today. Mild, but a little dingy. That doesn't matter, of course, and the birds are having fun on our Rowan tree
I'm not sure if you can see him here, but this is one of our garden residents - a blackbird who welcomes each day with a beautiful song. He spends most of the day chasing other birds away - sometimes it's as though they tease him. One will goad him while others 'steal' his berries. The starlings are the worst culprits for that. This week has seen much more activity in the trees - as though the birds can feel the approaching season.
Today is day 22 in my campaign to drop the habit of a bowl of cereal as my start to the day. I wasn't sure how easy it would be, or, to be honest, if it was worth trying, but it has been a success. I've been replacing it with high protein on most days. Today was a rush, so I only managed a handful of nuts, but I'll make up for that at lunchtime. I will be sticking to this habit after the 30 days are up. I'm feeling much better during the morning, and have no desire to snack in the afternoon, although I do make myself have a piece of fruit or I can't fit all my veggie/fruits in.
Speaking of fruits, I've also started a new habit - and it's thanks to someone here on Spark. I can't remember who it was, so please shout out if it was you, who extolled the virtues of lemon. The blog reminded me of my grandparents. They had an early morning ritual. Each day was started with a glass of hot water, followed by another glass of hot water to which was added the squeezed juice of half a lemon. I've been doing that every day too. They used to say that it curbed their desire for sweet things, I'm not sure if that's the case as I rarely have that desire anyway, but I decided that it was a good way to get a hit of vitamin C. It doesn't taste as bad as you might think - and it also means that two glasses of water are dealt with in one blow.
I know you love trivia, so here is some! How many pips in a lemon? Two? Three? No, maybe 6 or 8?
These are the pips from the lemon that I squeezed yesterday and today
I think there are 40. I was surprised when I counted 29 yesterday, but there were still more today. I wonder what tomorrow will bring?
Sparkeroonies, it's time to go and do some sorting out. Enjoy your celebrating wherever you are. Please make sure that you keep my secrets.
Just remember - Onwards, and Upwards