I am currently looking after my mother, her dog and helping with the garden. Watering, mainly with occasional weeding. I am not a natural gardener at all. Not like my mother.
The garden is ever changing and looks beautiful.
Mum walks around it regularly as physiotherapy.
Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose – my great grandmother’s first cousins were the children, Dorothy and Polly, in the famous John Singer Sargant painting.
Mum always loves growing her lilies.
Mum is also very keen on growing dahlias. This particular one seems to be “different” – it is growing a flower on both sides of the flower. I can’t find any information on this type of mutation. Is it some kind of mistake?
A pretty mistake, though.
Every morning Pip and I go on our dog walk. sometimes seeing the shy deer and also to feed the ducks and geese.
Meanwhile, back at home, Wussums has taken up residence on my newly vacated desk. I tell myself that it is his way of showing how much he misses me.
Anywho, life goes on. Being in a different part of my world is not bad (apart from the appalling summer heat). Just different.
Oh yes, I have a cold too. I hate a summer cold ** whinge, whinge **