'on the east side of ponkawtasset I hear a robin singing cheerily from some perch in the wood, in the midst of the rain, where the scenery is now wild and dreary. his song a singular antagonism and offset to the storm. as if nature said 'have faith. these two things I can do'...' - thoreau's journal, 21st april 1852.
here in the wilds it's an off and on kind of day. (helicopters, blackbirds, that sort of a day).
horsemouth has planted out 6 of the runner bean plants. four of the peas planted outside have come up (horsemouth has put some twigs round them to give them something to catch on to. other plants that he planted out directly may have come up but he can't tell because he doesn't know what they look like.
back in the greenhouse only one of the broad bean plants has come up but quite a few of the peas and the runner beans have come up, marrows too, perhaps some cucumbers. horsemouth has planted out the hellebore and about half the nasturtiums.
horsemouth is more confident this year that all of this will have time to grow.
it looks like he will be back in the wen for next week. which means he can do his various meetings and catch up with people and socialise. maybe he will even be about for the weekend (in which case he can catch up with even more people).
here a greyish morning.
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