with the warm weather
I remember that we have a garden.
On Thursday I borrowed a stack of
garden design books from the library,
and I've been poring over them,
my mind filling with plans.
Even my old gardening books have come out for an airing.
On Saturday we enjoyed a family lunch
in my parents'-in-law's garden
(where our new trestle table and chairs worked a treat)
to celebrate my father-in-law's 85th birthday.
Sunday some of us weren't feeling so great,
so a quiet afternoon ...
Then this morning I decided that the murraya hedge
couldn't go another day without a good trim
It's not perfect now, but as good as I can manage,
considering the obstacles.
And really, how long does one want to stand
at the top of a wobbly old ladder on a public pathway?
Although I did get to chat with some friendly locals.
The celery I grew in a bowl
is really growing at last.
And from one of the gardening books
I've been thinking again about focal points,
and axes ...
and the importance of having places for the eye to be drawn,
and so for now have moved a seat
to this empty spot where the
murrayas would never grow
for some reason.
Tara Dillard says that a bench as a focal point
always suggests repose,
even if it is never sat on.
One day I'll have a nicer bench there,
and perhaps an arch or pergola over it.
We had lunch on the verandah
(another area I have plans for)
and played badminton in the front yard,
to the sound of the ukulele.
A good weekend.
And just as I was about to press "Publish"
the doorbell rang,
some local relatives were walking by
and we invited them to stay for dinner.
I love spontaneous hospitality,
it's so stress-free!
An extra good weekend.