I love my garden, my poor neglected unruly garden that is growing wilder by the day. At the present it is giving the most beautiful David Austin roses with the sweetest peachy scent. I have citrus trees laden with oranges, limes, mandarins & lemons almost ready to harvest, yum. It gives me so much pleasure to sit & watch my four fluffy bottomed hens scratch around under these trees looking for tasty wormy treats.
Poor neglected garden, I used to give you so much of my time, tending you obsessively, but now the sewing machine has stolen me away from you once again. I'll be back, I haven't forgotten you, loyal friend. Thanks for the roses.