Stowaway
This morning I lugged hoses, a garden sieve, a mat for kneeling on, rubber gloves, a large knife, and a muck bucket down to the far garden, and set about cleaning up the wildlife pond. This is a task that’s … Continued
A wet, dreary and cold day was cheered up enormously by the arrival back in the Shire of both Offspring, who are home together sans partners or children for the first time in several years, and seemingly are intending to … Continued
I did quite a lot of gardening this afternoon, which seemed like a good idea at the time, though my back is now telling me that I’ll be sorry later. But at least it got me away from my desk … Continued
R and I called into one of the local garden centres on our way home from Charlecote on Wednesday, and although they didn’t have a great range of bedding plants I was happy to bag some ranunculus to go in … Continued