Yesterday afternoon I was in the garden trying to round up the posse of cats as usual. I noticed that the sun was hitting the back gate.
Once, I was cleaning windows when I was stung by a wasp who was hiding in a net curtain. I took it as a sign from the Universe that Housework is Dangerous.
On Saturday I had lunch with friends. One of them I met at secondary school (not today nor yesterday!) and
I love raspberries. I also love and appreciate how easily they grow in my small garden. I am still learning
I had left pruning back the passion flower in case there were any late bees, but yesterday I got stuck