The recovery of a garden from neglect
as I looked after my wife, Glen, 'Pippy',
in her terminal illness.
The garden was her
refuge and her love.
As she was mine.
Saturday 9 May 2020
Some Jobs Can Wait
This is an ivy overgrowing the outhouse. My best excuse for not tackling it is the blackbirds nest just above the door.
Anyway, it's too nice a day.
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