The downstairs neighbour has built a flowerbed in the front yard I'm going to plant up and we got a window box for the bedroom; we had to get one that fixes onto the sill rather than just sitting on it. It's not that I'd mind dropping it on his head - he can be really noisy at times - but the cats love to sit on that sill in the summer! They scare Simon by jumping across the 90-degree angle to the bathroom window and back - it's only one storey up!
And in all the green and the white of the may and the cow parsley and the pretty gardens, I thought how lovely it is that I won't have to go in to work tomorrow - that I can sit down and write instead. I'm so glad I went freelance!