Every tub and water butt is full and overflowing with rainwater. The weeds are growing like mad, flowers being battered and the downpours are so fierce that there is no question of going outside and doing anything about it.
Time to stay inside the greenhouse and keep dry while the rain hammers on the roof.
I could talk nicely to the tomatoes and persuade them to turn red. "No sun? Who needs sun?' Oh, you do! Yes, well so do I!"
The lilies have been saved a battering. I brought them under glass last week and now their perfume scents the house.
I live with Himself (husband) in a former gamekeeper's cottage in the South-West of England.
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I have three blogs;
Share my garden,
My life in one hundred objects and
The 'Himself' blog consists of short stories and artwork, copyright of Peter Murphy.