The winter garden
Cleaning the garden is much more favourable then cleaning the house! But just like the house, I have a habit of changing things around. The garden never seems to look the same one year to the next and quite often, my kind and unassuming husband (a creature of habit) gets quite exasperated with my ‘uplifting’ projects. But I cannot help myself! I see things quite differently, one season to the next. So it’s out with a spade, a fork and a pair of wellies. Oh! And a sketch pad too!
Making a map of the garden is something I have always enjoyed doing. It’s a bit like art work! However, just like a sat nav, my paths around the garden don’t always lead to anywhere in particular. But I do try to make the journey interesting by adding plants that make me smile or herbs that release a delightful smell when I brush past them.
Today, I looked at the compost bins and decided they ought to be moved to an area of the garden where they can’t be seen. However, when I turned to walk back up the garden path, I saw my kind and unassuming husband watching me. He was smiling and shaking his head so I guess I will have to work harder on that one.
And for those of my readers who would like an update on our home for waifs and strays, here a few. All seems quiet in our log store, where last week there was evidence of a polecat or ferret. I guess it’s moved on for the time being, I sigh with relief! And do you remember Miss Broody Pants? Well she is still sitting on an empty nest, wishing and hoping for more young ones. We keep lifting her off and feeding her, but at the first opportunity, she scurries back. Then there is Patterjack, the wee dog we took in on Christmas day....she is still with is despite our efforts to rehome her. Perhaps, just perhaps, we need her as much as she needs us! Perhaps!
Remember Missy Pippet? Well this poorly hen has lived in a box in our dining room for some weeks now and continues to get stronger. She is rather spoilt but if that's what it takes then so be it!
So as you can see, life at our home is busy as usual but never too busy that I can't sit by the pond with a cup of sweet tea and just think, even in winter!