who only by moving can balance

... was on Tuesday, I think, but didn't quite make it as far as the patio; I finally managed to get the fig and the bay into their hats and scarves yesterday. Tomorrow's jobs include "wrapping up their feet" and also, probably, "bringing the lemon home from the allotment because I can't reasonably expect it to survive in the greenhouse over winter, I don't think, even with the hotbin".

The year turns.