Spring has unsprung here in Scotland. Last week I'd started an entry about sunshine and gardening and daffodils jumping out at you from every corner. But now? Snow! Sleet! Rain! All the daffodils have been flattened by wild winds.
Dr G and I had been busy getting the garden sorted but it's looking a bit rough now. Grrrr. At least these little leek seedlings were safely inside.
If you're scared of carbs LOOK AWAY NOW!
Hehe. We planted some potatoes in old compost bags… great if you don't have much space. Of course the poor buggers have probably drowned or frozen to death now.
I'm slowly getting to know the local wildlife. There's a cranky robin, two feuding blackbirds, some extremely destructive rooks 
and swarms of Eating Disorder Pigeons. The EDP's like to hang out in the field behind us.
Meanwhile inside Crooked House there is still crookedness to admire 
. After replacing the stinky carpet we've been laying low on the home improvement front. The walls are blank and furniture is sparse but I have a SPICE DRAWER so I don't care.
A shallow drawer under the hob/stove/whatever you call it in your country was just the right size for a dusty collection of useless spices. I stuck a shoe box lid in there to keep them tidy. After decades of rummaging I have to say this made me spew with happiness! I'm actually using them now I can find them. I tried turning the labels down so you could just see the lovely spices, but then I sprinkled cumin on my porridge instead of cinnamon so am reconsidering that idea.
This is the kind of minutiae that blogs were made for. Mwahaha.
