I never intended to step away from blogging for so long. Before I knew it, a few days of ambivalence stretched to weeks and then a month. The exciting prospect of talking about my daily exploits was gone and with it my inclination to take photographs and the stories... 
Life is rattling by and I’ve not yet found the right laxative for my creative constipation hence the lack of blogging in the last couple of weeks. Instead I’ve been busying myself with other things – good and wholesome things – but... 
There is something rather elicit about a long weekend created by a public holiday.  It feels so much more of a gift of an extra day off work than those long weekends created from your holiday entitlement. Not that I get paid holidays of course, self employment... I’ve been having the longest bout of creative constipation in a while.  Not inspired to write nor take photographs.  This can be a problem if you’re a blogger.  Or sheer relief to some depending on your point of view. If the past is anything to go by... When it comes to gardening I fall into the hopelessly romantic camp.  Even crawling along hand-weeding and hating the drudgery of it all, it isn’t long before I fall into day dreaming about the beauty of large walled kitchen gardens with fruit, vegetables,... 
