I have been meaning to post about something else but I can’t help it: May is all about nature, plants and flowers. Towards the end of the month all fresh flowers at our place have been white. The decades-old apple trees are in full blossom and the lilies of the valley under the spruces at the far end of our back garden are flowering.
What more can I say. I’m exhausted every night when I force myself to leave my ‘gardening’ and go inside. And I sleep like a log, even more so than usually. As if I had done some heavy physical training. I suppose this is the closest I’ll ever get to enjoying some kind of exercise, at least almost.