Over the years I have had varying sizes of back yards. In Edinburgh we had a shared garden that we hardly ever used. Especially after the Old Woman With Scissors incident. In the North East we had a Victorian terraced house whose back yard had been taken up by a garage so all we had left was a space like a large coffin. We used to fish wife on the front door step instead - much more fun. We then had houses with much bigger gardens particularly the last one and doing the lawn was a truly exhausting task; think demented gardener look.
Monday, 23 May 2011
My Lady Garden
When Tara threw down the latest challenge for The Gallery as being "my back yard" I though hurrah I can talk about my lovely small garden . That's alright, cry my family, because you are small. ( I am not small I am 5'5.5", that half inch is very important, its just the rest of them that are giants.) So yes it is small but perfectly formed, a little scraggy on occasion around the edge but nothing a quick trim can't sort out. It's easy to tend to and can accommodate all sorts of activities be it bathing in the sunshine, pulling up weeds, chilling, reading, quoffing ( love that word ), entertaining, fire building and last but not least somewhere for the dog to spend a penny or leave a pound.