No.99, Sunday, 15th. March 2026
Yesterday afternoon was quite sunny and, for the most part, dry. On a whim that seemingly came from nowhere I managed to get some gardening done, and there is a possibility that today I might carry on from where I left off, despite not having the correct tools or footwear.
When I venture out of the bungalow it is generally to put the bins out, and for that I keep a pair of sandals by the back door that are easy to slip on. However, they are utterly useless for marsh gardening. They were caked in thick mud in seconds. Walking on a paved area became like skating on a pond. Suffice to say that after three months of more-or-less continuous rain the ground is sodden.
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