(hand written Friday 14th February)
We have not ‘unbattened the hatches’ from Storm Ciara as Storm Dennis is on his way. We have duly noted that flying debris could be an issue. But for this quiet fifteen minutes before midnight worrying about greenhouse glass and shed roofs is not lulling me to sleep. An insistent throb/pulse of a motorbike engine racing along the road distracts me. I realise that I have not encouraged the three new house plants to thrive, If I add that to morning jobs it will tip from mundane routine to daunting. I almost feel the need to get up from my bed and wish them goodnight but my feet are warm and I am enjoying reading my library book. Reading wins over nurture and over writing more thoughts
I asked my husband R, to go and breath carbon dioxide on the plants. My feet remain warm.