I miss the flowers in bloom, the toddler rolling on the grass and the laughter.
My garden is feeling empty unloved and dead.
Or so I though until we ventured out there for a full 20 minutes. The last few weeks we have only really ventured into the garden on the way to the shed or to scare off one of a million cats from the area that like using our garden as a personal toilet (more on that one another time)
After being in for too many days to count I broke free of the patio door and stepped over the threshold and went in the garden.
To say it was refreshing would be an understatement …. it was cold .. but it was also refreshing, refreshing to see so many plants still battling to keep their colour and their delicate flowers. In fact some of them that had stopped flowering through the summer have now got their second wind so to speak and are looking very vibrant against the darkness of the fungus.
