One of the consequences of our late mild period of sunshine and showers is the joy of rampant weeds bursting through the soil, the gravel, and the paving of our garden paths.
Martin spent the morning beginning by tackling the Shady Path.
He will be moving on to the gravelled Gazebo Path;
the Heligan Path with grass piercing piles of fallen leaves;
solanum petals speckling autumn leaves on the concrete patio
and the opposite end of the Heligan Path;
random greenery overhung by a fallen hollyhock on the Oval Path;
both ends of the Phantom Path,
and much more.
This afternoon Becky and Flo took a mother and daughter trip with Ellie and pram in Lymington High Street, while Jackie and I took a forest drive which I will feature tomorrow.
We dined this evening on the Culinary Queen’s wholesome chicken and vegetable stewp with fresh and butter. I drank more of the Malbec and Becky drank Diet Coke.