Ideas and Complications

So what? There were different days this week, seven of them. I’ve started reading Kindred by Octavia E Butler – totally riveting and brilliant and terrifying – and I’ve listened to a lot of music. I’m watching Russian Doll, weird, and I’ve planned a few things. I’ve started another short story, though it may have stalled. I helped my daughter to clear a room for the builders to come and do some work. They didn’t turn up, but she has a nice clear room! I went dancing on Sunday.

And today is Valentine’s day, and my love has written me a sonnet.

Action

I played her Unforgettable at the end of our yoga practice this morning, and a song by Caetano Veloso at the beginning. Google translate tells me the song says …how beautiful you look, what a beautiful beauty you have, your beauty turns into you, what a happier way to live… I thought it was rather appropriate. Other action this week involves ordering seed potatoes and going to the dentist. Oh, we went to the cinema and saw Alita Battle Angel and I really enjoyed it – lost in a 3d world of some fantastic future. It was a lot of fun!

Plants

I’ve just been into the garden to take pictures and discovered that some of my pots of herbs are beginning to grow. There are various mints, also marjoram. I’ve chosen a furry shoot of apple mint as this week’s picture. The seed potatoes I ordered are from Tamar Organics; four sorts: Ambo, Belmonda, Gatsby and Maris Bard. I have asked for them to be delivered the week after next, because we are going to France next week. So Growing Vegetables Four will be written in Narbonne and may contain only limited references to vegetables. The format will remain the same.

Other things

It seems to be all about me this week, and not much about vegetables. I think it must be the time of year. It’s that slight and endless struggle, that struggle between what is right and what I am actually doing, and deciding if what I am actually doing is right! Absurd. I like writing here, and talking about my life, but somehow I judge it, even as I write it. I have had a very good week. It was wonderful to help Ellen, and Tom helped too, one of her brothers. And Sam is coming to visit in March.