Firstly I wanted to post a couple of photos of us in Business Class, otherwise I will never see them again. Not sure about you, but we have so many photos (in the thousands) in electronic format that the blog is my best hope of seeing at least some of them in the future.
|Now don't I look relaxed? And David is engrossed in the iPad.|
|And here he is sound asleep, lying down, flat, on a mattress, with a proper pillow and a duvet. How lovely is that?|
And now to being at home. It is lovely. Jetlag has been conquered again - always takes us about a week. and we are back in the groove of our Waikanae lives.
The weather has been mixed - some rain (it's spring) and some lovely warm sunshine (it's spring). And the garden is looking pretty good.
While David managed to mow the lawns the other day, I pulled out the forget me nots that had gone to seed. Evolution is a wonderful thing, folks - the FMNs seed prolifically and have a couple of extremely effective seed distribution systems. One is by wind, if the primary method doesn't work, i.e. distribution by animals/mammals/foolish people.
I made the mistake of wearing a fleecy top while I was pulling the plants out and look at the result:
I was losing steam by that stage so I hung the fleecy on the washing line and left it out overnight while I considered the options.
In the morning I decided to try the tweezers. Well, they worked sort of, but were painfully slow - one seed pod at a time. Do I look or sound like a woman with that much patience?
So options were:
- throw fleecy out - a bit of a wasteful option, so discarded
- see if they came off in the wash - could be bad for the washing machine and incur repair costs, so discarded
- attack them with something as harsh as me - mmm, an option worth further thought
- so what do we have?
- aha! a hard scrubbing brush.
Success! However, it still took 20 minutes to get them all off.
Note to Self: Next year:
- leave pulling the FMNs to Rob, or
- do it before they seed, or
- don't wear a fleecy!
OK, back to work, Marilyn