Had to do it

There is a new series of Wallander being shown. The Proper Swedish make, with Krister Henriksson, not the Swedish chappie who is nothing like my idea of Wallander. This means subtitles, which means that my present knitting project, with two colours, and my patchwork, which demands that I look what I am doing, are both no good when I have to focus on the screen.

There is something about watching a drama with subtitles that makes for a much more intense experience. So I had to do the right thing - I cast on a pair of socks, as if I hadn't got plenty already. I know I have got plenty, since I put them all in their m*th proof bags for the summer, just last week.

Anyway, here are the new ones showing just how much one episode of 100 minutes can provide.

 

Further to the subject of my previous post:

the swifts are back!

Spring is here

 For those who have heard of a Foreman, here is a variant - this is what a Foredog looks like. She is just keeping tabs on whether he is getting the weeding right.

 She is also doing a bit of work on her suntan - nice to air those bits that are usually pointing downward.

 And what IS that woman doing with the little metal box? Is it edible?

I got the Head Gardener to chop a rather thuggish Hellebore down, and now we can see that the Tiarella has been flourishing in the shade.