I have just spent a very happy hour gardening in the dark, well it was light when I started, the sunset was underwhelming today, lots of clouds, so the sun just seemed to give in to the inevitable and didn't bother to put on a show, just slowly sank behind the growing clouds, without even a wave over its shoulder.
I continued with my gardening in the dark, it was the boring bit, the tidying up bit, the hot sweaty bit, the bit that you wish you could leave for someone else to do but you know you have to do it.
Then I got out the hose and watered all the pots of plants I had re-potted....the attachment on the end of the hose always poses a problem....do you blast the water into the tray at the bottom with "jet" and move onto the next one, or do you turn it onto "mist" and hear the plants sigh with pleasure as they are cooled after the heat of the day?
It was so lovely out there...."mist " won.
We had been talking before I started and he told me he was looking forward to seeing me sweaty, muddy and wet.....men are such strange creatures....muddy?
Sadly he text me to say he had a meeting and wouldn't be able to some online for me to show him the results of my hard labours..................I text him to tell him I was about to get it the shower and the reply....
"Oh sod it!"
Mud ran from everywhere.....how it got in my bikini bottoms I do not know..................