Incredibly she also asks me to do some other little jobs...such as fixing up the hanging baskets. Clutching my drill to my chest; my heart in my mouth; and butterflies in my stomach; I approached the wall and fixed them up there.
It is a mark of my own confidence in myself that I am no longer rushing out to check if they have stayed up. Since this photo was taken, Linda has set out trough's of plants underneath the basket's to good effect.
The view to the right of the baskets is the greenhouse.
The greenhouse has been full of plants and Linda has finally got most of them out in the garden proper. All the veg this year is being grown in tubs so hopefully we shall have a good crop of stuff. Due to the nature of the soil, Linda has planted more tubs this year with both veg and flowers than ever before.
Even that archway I put up seems to have survived the strong winds and the bad weather of last winter.. Hopefully when the roses grow up around it they should anchor it further.
It is so quiet here though that you can easily forget that a world sits out there just up the road. I have been reading the series 'Game of Thrones ' at the moment and its amazing how I can forget the time just sitting out side. I fell asleep the other afternoon when I got back from St Mawes and slept in the garden for almost five hours. That's were Linda found me when she came back home.
I'm afraid the table and chairs out there can be very inviting on a bright, sunny day. The tree in the garden is a pear tree and Linda has taken that under her wing a bit as well. She dug out and got rid of the ivy that was threatening to choke it and it has responded with a huge amount of fruit. It is early days as yet but the tree is covered with tiny pears just waiting to grow and ripen. I'm not a great lover of pears but I'll eat them if they're free.
We don't mind them coming into the garden but we object to them scoffing the young plants. Fortunately they only eat the seed that spills onto the floor from the bird feeders.