The 1st of September - Summer is Over
Mmmm.. Blog created . Now, what to write?
I have spent most of the day gardening. I have finished lashing down the exuberant growth of the roses on the drive. American Pillar, I think they are. Amazing cerise pink, single blooms that cover the entire fence, but were seriously getting out of control. My hand are now lacerated and punctured and somewhat sore.
I have also picked my puffball. Every year one grows somewhere in the garden. I am going to give this one to Peter (aka Bonfire Man) as a thank you for mending my lawn mower. The puffball is a wonderful thing: about 8 inches in diameter, with a gentle, musty, mushroomy smell.
That's it. Enough for one day.
I have spent most of the day gardening. I have finished lashing down the exuberant growth of the roses on the drive. American Pillar, I think they are. Amazing cerise pink, single blooms that cover the entire fence, but were seriously getting out of control. My hand are now lacerated and punctured and somewhat sore.
I have also picked my puffball. Every year one grows somewhere in the garden. I am going to give this one to Peter (aka Bonfire Man) as a thank you for mending my lawn mower. The puffball is a wonderful thing: about 8 inches in diameter, with a gentle, musty, mushroomy smell.
That's it. Enough for one day.
posted by Gill | 8:57 AM
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