Day 23 did not go as I had planned.  The cold which was thinking about returning Yesterday (and let's face it, it is only about a week since its predecessor went) decided that it would come marching back.  I had a go this Morning at making soup and shaving my legs and behaving like someone who felt all right, only to have to admit by lunchtime that I didn't feel good at all.  So this afternoon was a write off but this morning, before it was a write off, I did one small gardening thing for the 100 day project.

We grow hundreds of daffodils up here.  Wales is a good place for daffodils.  There might even be thousands or a thousand or so, I am not sure.  There seems to be conflicting advice about whether or not to deadhead daffodils.  Some experts suggest that you increase the proliferation of daffodils if you do, some suggest that it makes little difference.  I tend to deadhead where it makes a big difference to the look of the part of the garden.  This morning I deadheaded the daffodils in the side garden.   This is one of the few parts of the garden which is small and enclosed and daffodils do not die prettily.

I had plans to do other things in the side garden yesterday but today I retreated back inside to drip into my handkerchief.

Bring on summer and sunshine and a clear chest.