A Gardening Sunday
Goodness. Two posts on our weekend! Well miss 22 went gardening mad on Saturday. Too much sun. Poor thing. The sun drove her to weeding , sweeping, hosing and rearranging.
On Sunday Mr Him was struck with a touch of compost churning and tree chopping.
I was then instructed to get replacement foliage from the garden centre. This grey whatsit for the front
and for the back some fruit trees. A pear, now planted in the gap left from the old laurel, and a fig that we will plant later.
There's also a budleia
and this Black Lace.
I offered to cook lunch and have it ready for 1 pm. Mr Him told me he needed advice first, on gardening, or rather where to put the plants. I therefore planned on delaying lunch until 1.30 pm leaving half an hour for advice. As it happened he got fed up with advice within 12 minutes (yes I timed it to ascertain his resilience ).
I'm about to go MIA again, much to Mr Him's relief. I'm off to NYC.
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