I Hoped Not

Given the forecast (accurate) of the very hot day we gardened in the morning. My contribution was weeding the central brick paving of the Rose Garden, where, later, Jackie took a break sitting in the shade. This afternoon my Chauffeuse drove me into the forest. A parliament of rooks was held beneath a dead treeContinue reading “I Hoped Not”

The New Bed Is No Longer New

  On 31st July 2014 Jackie began transporting concrete slabs I had dug out of the projected rose garden to form a retaining wall for the one compost heap. By 9th March 2015 we had decided to move the compost and convert the heap, which had been left by our predecessors, into The New Bed.Continue reading “The New Bed Is No Longer New”