Well hello there!
Thanks for dropping in.
Friday’s blog a private peek, so shall I get the kettle on?
I was looking out of the window here at the house,
and the buds are a-budding, aren’t they?
Spring is sprung,
the grass is ris,
I wonder where the birdies is…
Well, there’s a pair of blue tits in this little nesting box for sure.
Lots of activity in and out all day!
I planted a clematis last year,
but thought it hadn’t taken
because it never advanced beyond a stick.
Then today, whilst in pursuit of the birdies,
look what I found!
Ah Spring! The bird is on the wing.
My word, how absurd!
I thought the wing was on the bird!
Grace here has been keeping vigil…
We had to give her a little wash though,
sitting under the ginkgo tree…
As I looked up into the sky
A bird dropped whitewash in my eye.
I didn’t laugh, I didn’t cry.
I just thanked God that cows can’t fly.
Ought to wash this poor little chap too.
Our garden really is a bird haven.
I could sit and watch them all day long.
I planted this last year too and thought it hadn’t taken!
Which just goes to show that you have to
give things a chance, Barbara!
In fact, last year my Mum gave me a lovely planter
with little narcissi and crocuses on my birthday.
They had their day, and I put the little pot out in the garden, thinking it was done.
And Lo! It came back!!
With absolutely no assistance!!
Isn’t nature wonderful?
So now I have painted this idyllic picture of an old established English garden, cradled in the dingly dell of East Sussex,
here’s the pile we won’t show you…
Hahahaha! Let’s be real!
There’s Victorian sandstone and valuable oak in there apparently!
A work in progress then…
So let me leave you with these sage words from Lope de vega:
“With a few flowers in my garden,
half a dozen pictures and some books,
I live without envy.”
I was going to add, and a Mulberry handbag,
but it didn’t seem to fit…
Have a great weekend xxxx
lots of love,