From What Now?

I probably need to calm down my reaction to people using the redundant and thus wrong "from whence." It's really not the point of that post, and interferes with my enjoyment of the piece.

And yet, my pedantic nature means that I don't really want to do so. And I probably won't.

Well Hung

They are currently predicting a hung parliament at home. Reports abound of people having trouble voting and the inconsistencies with what precisely happens at 10pm. It's all very strange, to be here, watching while the results come in. I think Cameron is false, I think his "modification" of the party is a false impression, and I think he's going to be bad for women's rights, as I've detailed before.

Still, very homesick today. It's just not the same to have results come in while it's still light.

Nurturing

Our garden has been a great source of joy. Recently, it has sprung to life. It's hard to believe that the garden that featured this chair just a couple of months ago now looks like this. The blueberries are coming along, strawberry flowers are appearing, the sage is slowly emerging, and the phlox and bleeding hearts are in full bloom.

Now, our seedlings we've been growing ourselves have not fared desperately well, yet, and reached a major crisis yesterday when my attempts to harden them were proved to be too akin to "tough love" for the poor little things. But we have watered them devotedly, and even set up some splints, and under some intense light some, at least, are reviving. The tomatoes, mostly. So gradual, gentle hardening will start tomorrow. We did cave and purchase some peppers, cucumbers, broccoli(!!), tomatoes and lettuce, and they are all planted out and, hopefully, about to thrive.

Along with our landlady, who is an amazing gardener and designed the whole thing, we had a thorough de-snailing, weeding and re-planting thing, moving stuff around, mulching where necessary. But it looks so so so good and is just pure joy. Photos to come.