D27

ZAD27 - white

Himself was in a foul mood all day, acting like a six year old most of it. I hid in the greenhouse and garden.

As a result I've planted climbing French beans, antirhinnums and some more poppies, waged war with the ground elder and Spanish bluebells and tidied up the front.

I kept waking up last night thinking about my Pops. He's in the highest risk group there is (having received an organ transplant and in remission from cancer) and for some reason I've convinced myself I won't see him again. He's fit and well at the moment, staying in and being sensible so it's a bit irrational but I miss him lots.

This white daffodil made me smile.