Back to the New Routine

On a warm day we sit on the balcony

and eat leftover lamb and tripe soup

Today we ate the last of the easter lamb, in a pie

Thank goodness that is over and done with

We are inside today.  It's blustering blustily

Our permit, in greek

We have to fill out one of these every time we leave the grounds

A number 2 for shopping or a number 6 to go up to the bins and throw out the rubbish.

I get most of my exercise on the treadmill or in the garden pulling weeds

We can also send an sms and ask for permission for a walk or gathering of essential supplies.  

Today was rubbish bin day

A lovely windy walk.  All the cobwebs were blown away

There are finally a few poppies out on the verges.  Not many yet.  No-one is strimming so roadsides and fields are waist high in swaying grasses and some colourful weeds

Behind that abandoned car I espied half a dozen artichokes

Someone has been picking them because there are a lot of dry stalks as well

An ice plant

Next time I go up I shall take a cutting and plant it near the nasturtiums

This plant can be invasive, they say.  I hope so.  I'll plant it on one of our little garden walls where the clover is another invader

Elderly neighbour Vaso has been hard at work

She doesn't need a strimmer.  Bent double she  pulled the knee high grasses by hand and laid them down in rows under the orange trees

On the left you can just see the patch she has cleared and this lot of grasses will be pulled and laid out when I next go up the road with the rubbish