Glint

A lot goes on in the days these days, and I tend to be edging towards sleepiness by the time I sit down to do this. 

Up at the crack, out of the house by nineish and doing baby wrangling until lunch, including a nice time at the library. North Berwick in the afternoon and allotment after dinner.  Just there for a couple of hours, but enough time to move a few things from where I recently moved them, light a fire, have a conversation about pylons and get the second earlies in at last (Estima, for the record, though I see the potato council calls them early maincrop).  I've been looking up a couple of new planting techniques, but in the end I've gone with the 'feck them in willy-nilly' strategy again.