Olga and I took a long walk on Hampstead Heath yesterday, where the tips of the branches on the chestnut trees are unfurling like feather dusters. Maybe they're horse chestnuts. In any case, I'm glad to see those fresh green leaves.
It was the first sunny day we've seen in a while. For the past week or so we've been socked in by clouds and gray skies. I was worrying that my garden seedlings weren't getting enough sun on their windowsill!
|"I lost myself, let me be you"|
Speaking of seedlings, we've had a bit more activity. Another burdock and one of the honesty seeds have sprouted. Still only one dahlia, and no hogweed, foxglove, lavender or zinnia. I'll give them at least another week.