Then garden has several places to read. The small statue of a boy reading can be seen in both pictures. The small depression between the boy and the book fills with water and birds come to drink from it. The two white chairs have now been burned on a bonfire as they rotted away. They were bought for a couple of pounds from a second hand furniture warehouse. When I got them home they had Poland stamped underneath so they had come a long way.
The are a couple of boxes as rudimentary seats at the top of the wood and two more under the pruned rhododendron beyond the stream.
At the end of the willow tunnel is a bench and there will soon be a seat on the decking beside the Wendy House.
(This is what the Garden Office is to be called after R's prize winning story.)
We have two benches and a table on the paving but the sun brolly broke of in a gale and has not yet been replaced.
There are chairs and a bench outside the kitchen door.
So what has been done today.
We have been admiring the Wendy House now its shingle roof is on - picture to follow.
I have mown all the lawns, deadheaded and weeded the flowerbeds. (I also played golf this morning only realising what golf is backwards near the end. (flog)
The raspberries are overflowing and blackcurrants overripe.
Tonight we will make blackcurrant jelly from the juice we strained yesterday.
We are running out of jam jars.
Phew! Time for a cuppa! (and to get out the dreaded strimmer - tomorrow?)
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