Amaryllis

I don’t like Amaryllis. There I’ve said it

In a battle of wills my mum gives me one every Xmas. Despite me saying I don’t like them, or at the very least make it white.
But no. Here it is. Felt sorry for it in the box, planted it. Phallically blocking my sunlight and finally looking pretty for a day or two.

Grrr

Meanwhile tucked into my garden which continues to look bare after my massacre in autumn. Dug out a lot of rampant sedge which is a joy free job.
Lunch at Tanifiki Porty walk then home to slouch in front of the tv booking the next few trips.
Weekend caught up with me