Poppies

Not exactly sure what time it is.  I'm literally losing time by the second on my wrist watch.  I may or may not have committed a misdemeanor this week but I'll start with a quick recap of the week, prior to the misdemeanor.

Saturday, the weather was good, Sunday, it was positively hot.  Too hot really for those of us unaccustomed to the heat, (i.e. most of the country.)  Not the best weather to sit down to a roast dinner to but that's what I did at my eldest sister's with the rellies from NZ, and it was lovely.  I departed early and was glad to get home and have a cool shower and get ready for work on Monday, it was great to see them though and get to know them a little and lunch was delicious!

Monday was still scorching and the general consensus in work was that it was too hot to sleep at night.  We need not have worried though as by Tuesday, heavy rain had arrived and it continued to pour down intermittently for the rest of the week, including last night.

So, back to the misdemeanor, I'm not sure I did, I prefer to look upon it as helping nature to multiply and grow!  I park about 10 minutes from work on a very long, grey road which houses mostly warehouses and rough car parks.  I've noticed for the past few weeks that growing along this road, sprouting out, somehow, of the concrete pavement are half a dozen bright red, tall and beautiful poppies!  They bloomed and the petals fell away leaving the seed pods.

Now, we have to rewind a few weeks to when I was gardening one weekend and I noticed that for now and for most of the spring and summer actually, while my garden looks pretty healthy, it's main feature is that it's very green.  Lots of shades of green but all green, very little colour... other than green.  You can probably guess where this is going.

So, with green-ness in mind, I decided that it would be a shame for the seed pods to burst in their concrete jungle and for the tiny, ping pong type seeds to bounce onto the pavement and into the gutter and so I "liberated" some of the seed pods to bring home.

I realise the seed pods probably, technically belong to the council, however, they weren't planted there, the wind blew them so I'm just helping them to "blow," (by way of giving them a lift, in the car,) in another direction to another road... kind of.

I never sleep great Monday - Friday, but I was awake early this morning too, around 4.30am actually.  It was really annoying.  Anyway, after trying to doze and failing and doing a few stretches, I decided to get up and get stuck into the day ahead as lots to do.  So far, I've jogged for 30 minutes, did Tracy Anderson Butt and Thigh webisode, but only 3 of the 4 moves as it took me most of the week to regain full use of all of my limbs again after the last time, showered, stripped my bed and put that wash load in, completed half of my ironing, hit Boot's to pick up some essentials, and I had arrived here, in my lovely Starbucks by around 9.15am, but I'm guessing due to the watch situation.  I could happily go back to bed now, eyes are smarting.

Still have lots to do.  I have a few more stops around here before recycling and heading to B's to catch up with her and the NZ's, then home to cut grass, (if it's not bucketing down,) finish ironing, vacuum, shower again and by that time, I think a cold glass of wine will be called for ;)