Oh I love the month of May.
One of the reasons is because it’s the month of my birthday, although I
have to admit that as the years creep up, it’s not quite as exciting as it used
to be. I try not to look on my birthday
as a reminder of the advancing years, but use it as an excuse to spoil myself. If you can’t kick back on your birthday then
when can you?
But the main reason I love May is the weather. The nights draw out, the weather gets warmer
(in theory) and finally, after the dark days of winter we can reconnect with
the outside world again.
And the first few days of May have been a blessing. Although it’s a bit cloudier today, the
forecast for the Bank Holiday is good (fingers crossed). The only downside to being in the outside
world again though, is that I can no longer deny the shambles which is my
garden.
Gardening to me is like housework – I hate doing it but love
the results. When I say gardening, what
I really mean is weeding. I never seem to manage to finish the weeding before I
have to start again.
Over the last few days I have been tackling the front. As I live
in an open plan estate, it is the part that shames me most as everyone can see
the level of neglect. I’m nearly
finished and it’s looking so much better that it’s given me the incentive to
keep going.
Maybe this year, now that I have more time at home, I might
be able to make some progress. Who knows, I might even get the time to plant
something!
Whatever, I’m hoping that at least we’ll get some good
enough weather for me to sit outside without looking at the weeds and feeling
guilty.
Fingers crossed that the predicted hot weather in May
becomes a reality. It will be nice to
have a summer that lasts more than just a few days.
