It's been so cold and so grey for the last few weeks that when occasionally the sun emerges and blesses us with its warmth you hear people talking about it as though it were a new or extraordinary phenomenon.
As last year I sowed some garden peas in a length of guttering under glass a few weeks ago. The other day I slid the seedlings in their compost into a trench in a vegetable bed and covered them with netting to keep the pigeons off. Now it's pea sticks I want. For some reason finding bits of shrubs and trees of the right size for the peas to wrap their tendrils round is always a problem. Hence the sight of this old geyser wandering about and picking up detritus after the wind has pulled down branches from the trees.