With still some weeding to go... and a new fence to come on this side.
And an exploring kitteh. The greenery is wild garlic which once carpeted our bit of wilderness too.
You can just see the back back garden through the gateway. And "our" garden cliff which both of our kitteh's have now climbed and scared
The best spot in the garden gets the most sun. We planted the rose that we brought after we lost George. That felt good. It was a concrete path until last year when
we Ray dug it up, dug over the earth and filled it with pony poo last year. Yes, pony poo from Dartmoor. Yes, we collected it ourselves. Yes, we wore gloves. Yes, we felt stupid. And yes, it's done wonders for the soil.
Ray made a step into the back back garden using the wheel rim that almost fell off our car when a wheel nut snapped. He wrote R&B 2010 and I, of course, wrote a G
We have wildflowers and chamomile and forget me nots and lobelia and snowdrops and violas and primroses and mosses and grasses and... I think we're going for a riot of colour here. I'll let you know how it goes.
Spring is in the air.
Season of new life.
Come on Universe... we're trying, you could put in a little effort too.