The other day I ripped up the excess chickweed in my garden, shoved it into a garbage bag, somehow managed to cram that into my bicycle bag (it was a lot of chickweed, but it was compressable) and biked it over to a friend's place to feed to her ducks and chickens. She left a present for me outside her door.
Inside were four beautiful eggs.
This morning I really wanted scones when I got up. There's an awesome bakery just across the street but I was up to the challenge, so I made my own.
Later I went for a walk and picked myself a bouquet.