Today is Norwegian Constitution Day.
And if you are looking for a way to celebrate why not have one of these with your tea or coffee.
And if you can’t find one you’ll just have to have a Kit-Kat instead.
Similar but not quite the same.
I went for a stroll in Wanstead Park earlier to look at the bluebells. The wood was carpeted with them but the light meant that the photographs weren’t as good as I had hoped.
Wanstead Park has several artificial lakes and ponds from the days when it was the gardens of a large and imposing Palladian house. The house if long gone, demolished to pay off the creditors amassed by the errant husband of the final owner in 1822. As we walked around the Ornamental Water with its twists, turns and islands we turned a corner to find a hawthorn standing on its own at the lake edge in full blossom.
Wanstead Park is managed by the City of London as part of Epping Forest. It’s a lovely place to stroll or picnic and you can find out more here:
http://www.cityoflondon.gov.uk/Corporation/LGNL_Services/Environment_and_plan… and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wanstead_ParkI am on a sort of mission to tidy up and sort out.
I don’t like tidying up or sorting out much. So I’ve been trying various tactics to make it seem more fun. Or possibly to delay the inevitable task. One tactic was to get some nice new shiny IKEA storage boxes. And because IKEA comes in flat pack you then have to make the boxes, which delays the moment when tidying has to begin. Here are all the ones I built this weekend.
I’m not sure that’s going to be enough. I might need to go and get some more before I can begin.
I like having lots of different cups rather than lots of matching ones.
It means you can choose one that feels right for the drink or the day. And some are mostly just there to look nice and only get used occasionally.
Like this one. Lovely 
The quince tree is in blossom. There seems to be a good amount. But so far the conversion rate of blossom to quinces has not been very spectacular year on year.
Year one: there was a quince, the squirrels stole it.
Year two: there were no quince. I guess that meant the squirrels couldn’t steal them.
Fingers crossed for better luck for this year.
Yesterday (and the day before) I did lots of tidying and sorting in the dining room.
And I made it all nice looking again instead of the junk heap it had become.
Here is one of the things that I think makes it look nice.
This morning while it was still sunny I took some pictures of the things springing to life in the garden.
This is my bay tree which has decided to flower.
Not sure if thats a good or a bad thing for a bay tree but it looks quite pretty.