Tales of a British expat transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside.
Lover of old, time-worn, and antique.
Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-lover.
Thursday, March 26, 2020
I'm grateful today for blue skies and sunshine, eighty one degrees of the stuff, begging me to spend the afternoon pottering in the garden.
Weed-pulling has begun, and grass-mowing is scheduled.
Two portly kitties are at my side rolling in the sweet Spring grass, not a care in the world, oblivious to all the turmoil.
Life goes on......