The garden says a hundred words without speaking.
Hello earth lovers,
Well im home for my dinner and im staying here tonight due to the bedrooms at the gite smelling of paint,
it’s those wardrobes ive painted,
The doors have to stay open so the air can dry the paint out and so im here tonight,
the weather here has been dry “but” it was black clouds moving over the gite that put me off doing any more hedge cutting,
So i painted the BBQ instead, its one of those brick ones with a big chimney, its now a light tan colour,
I went mad with the paint brush and under-coated the old wagon wheel (we hang small window troughs off it)
thats going to be glossed brilliant white with little blue bits near the centre of the wheel.
After i’d put all the kit away i was driving back to the house when i came to the end of the lane and waiting for this old lady to pass“she was on the seat high up of a horse & cart”
Ive seen her lots of times and she always gives a big smile as she tries to hurry the old horse on,
Opposit this junction is an old cottage and there was this very old lady who lived there with her little dog,
Anyone could see this old lady was loosing it, sometimes she’d be in her night gown standing holding her dog in the freezing cold,
Her neighbours looked after her “but” sometimes she’d manage to get out onto the grass outside her cottage and just stand there freezing,
Anyway about a year ago now i was told that she’d died.
And now in only 12 months you can’t see her little front gate we’re she would stand holding her little dog,
The gardens over grown and it’s saying,“The owner dont live here any more”.
It’s strange how a garden can say a hundred words without speaking.
Enjoy your gardening,
- 4 Jul, 2013
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