Just lately our days have been so filled, I rarely sit still long enough to recount them, so I thought I would post some of the things I have been up to and places we have visited. A candlelit blues night with amazing food and even better company, that one of my oldest friends puts on in the winter months to keep us going until Spring truly settles in. Some days spent helping out in Butlers Emporium, keeping shop while Rose travels and helping her get the Etsy shop up and running.Chasing blossom all around the county oohing and aahing at every pink, white, red and yellow bough with great joy. It is such a welcome sight after the cold damp winter we had.Curating a wall of all our favourite pictures as they have been lying on shelves, and leaning against the walls for weeks. Some almost a year! Putting the final touches in our home office that is almost complete. Marvelling at nature more than usual and now I feel almost ready to call myself a gardener. I have kept many plants alive for a whole twelve months, relocating and salvaging green things from all around our front yard. Cultivating a mini oasis of potted alpines and shrubs.Stalking magnolias all around the Old Town and moving lamps from surface to surface, I like to adjust the layout of everything in each room most days, it makes me happy.Friday afternoon I ran like a mad woman to catch the fast train to London. I tripped and fell up the station stairs and crushed my hand underneath me. After a lot of sobbing a doctor looked it over and declared it wasn’t broken – just swollen, bruised and quite unsightly. I could move all my fingers so hopefully it’s just a painful sprain. I was hoping to make paper flowers with Tiffany Grant Riley at her West Elm workshop on Saturday. With a hand that was as grippy as a penguin wing I had to watch from the sidelines, it was a little bit torturous not being able to take part but as it turned out my friend Judith was a star pupil!We spent Sunday at a boot fair and shifted some bits and pieces, so our attic is a roomier space for now. Then in the afternoon we drove out to Etchingham and visited a magical place – King Johns Nursery and garden. A plant nursery, shop, and beautiful garden surrounding a Grade II listed Jacobean manor house. We wandered through a meadow with fritillary popping their heads above the grass, in amongst ancient apple trees and sat a while by the wild pond watching the insects and listening to the birds. Peeking behind two giant old wooden doors we saw all the baby plants waiting to make their way into the nursery and then on to new homes. This is a beautiful place unlike any other garden centre I have visited, no regimented lines of pots here, more like a garden that has taken on a life of it’s own, tumbling vines and ancient roses, a 40 year old money tree and exotic things that smell of peanut butter and lemon.