D.O.P.-T. (day before yesterday)

[weofodthignen]

A couple of cold nights, the second colder than the first (not what had been forecast, but what I expected). All the self-sown morning glories are hanging on for now; in fact lots of new seedlings have been drawn out of the ground in the compost heap's other position, by the rain a couple of weeks ago. And the ones in the big planter under the kitchen window have been through so many generations that their flowers are shrinking in size. But it won't be long now.