My FH is busy cleaning the house and baking cakes, while at the same time trying to figure out that puzzle. I am a bit worried about her sanity, to be honest. It's bad enough that she's talking to the frogs. And now that she's another year older, her brain cells are fading very fast.
The neighbour has put his silly plastic owl back on his roof. Not sure what the purpose of it is, but it sure doesn't scare off the noisy parakeets. Or maybe it does and that's why they all come to my garden and disturb my peace and quiet with their unbearable bickering.
The garden is slowly waking up. The daffodils are looking pretty, and the peonie has several big buds, so hopefully it'll have some pretty flowers in a few weeks. No frog spawn, yet, but I think they'll start next week. FH's no.1 son's Monterey pines are having a crisis, but maybe a quick repotting will save them from "death by neglect".
One of the houses in the neighbourhood is up for sale again. At least is has already been extended and refubished, so there won't be more building noise. The garden is a bit small, and the price tag is ridiculously high. I don't know how people can afford to pay so much for an average sized house. My FH's mother needs to win the lottery, finally, after 40 years of trying (and wasting lots of money...).
