One of the great things about a downpour, such as we are experiencing right now, is that I don't feel obliged to arm myself with a garden fork or spade. I can sit indoors, listening to the hammering of the rain on the conservatory roof and dawdle over the stunning photos in my gardening books. Armchair gardening, nice.In fact I attempted to do this a few weeks ago outdoors. I got my books and a cuppa and that is as far as I got. Four hours later I collected the unopened books up again and shelved them for another time. I had too many distractions on a dry day whereas today I can't get out there without squidging down the soil.
I can go to a garden centre though...., where does it stop?
Two hours later.
Well, whod've thought it? The garden centre was packed! I thought the rain would have kept people indoors. At 5.30pm Luke couldn't bear to watch Lola pace up and down the run any longer and let her and Buck Bucky out whereupon they went straight over to Jack's garden. I'm getting awfully protective over my agapanthus stems. That big chicken is the dark destroyer of leafy things. Shakira is still broody and just sitting it out in the broody box. We've stayed indoors by the wood burner and I've even had two afternoon dozes. What a lazy day.
I can go to a garden centre though...., where does it stop?
Two hours later.
Well, whod've thought it? The garden centre was packed! I thought the rain would have kept people indoors. At 5.30pm Luke couldn't bear to watch Lola pace up and down the run any longer and let her and Buck Bucky out whereupon they went straight over to Jack's garden. I'm getting awfully protective over my agapanthus stems. That big chicken is the dark destroyer of leafy things. Shakira is still broody and just sitting it out in the broody box. We've stayed indoors by the wood burner and I've even had two afternoon dozes. What a lazy day.
