I did actually go out and do some gardening yesterday, it was such a beautiful day. Well, I had a go at cleaning out the pond. This is one of those jobs which has been gnawing at the back of my mind for a few weeks, but when I got started I was quite happy, probably because the weather was so nice. I took the cover off, lifted out the plants (the ones which have become overgrown), cut them back and split them, pulled out dead leaves, blanket weed etc with my bare hands. The pond is terribly silty and muddy, I don’t really know what to do about it. We had some stuff from the garden centre, called ‘mud muncher’, need to go and get some more but they don’t have it in our nearest garden centre so it’s a bit of a trek to get it. I’m not sure how effective it is, maybe it would be even worse without it, one of those things you’re never too sure about. Anyway, I just sat enjoying the sunshine, messing about getting muddy and smelly, quite happy, though I’m not sure how efficient or useful or anything else I was actually being. The fish just hid in the bottom, minding their own business. I wondered afterwards if I should have changed some of the water, that would have meant baling it out and filling it up again. I cleaned out the filter as well for the fountain. It did look better when I’d finished.
The other thing I had to do yesterday was the Treasurer’s report for my women graduates group. I had to sort out the accounts, which I don’t mind doing, but of course it took longer than expected, in fact I didn’t really get it finished so I’ll have to do it today, although paid work must take priority. But I really didn’t want to come in and go on the computer yesterday, I would much rather have stayed outside in the garden.
Nothing else really to say, nothing profound or soul searching today, except to repeat what I’ve said before, about not using my time properly and not getting things done, I start dong something and I just drift off, as I did with the pond yesterday, I had poetry ideas and blogging ideas and all sorts drifting through my head as I sat in the sun messing about aimlessly, not really knowing what I was doing, and none of the ideas came to anything either.