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.
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