Today was the second day of summer. Yes, I know it is October. But I have had two good gardening days since the May Bank Holiday, and today was one of them.
Mostly this summer we have just watched the rain pour down the kitchen window, and on the rare occasions I have ventured out there - usually to hang out some washing which came in a few hours later, wetter than it started - it has been like a nightmare landscape, with long wet grass, huge fat slugs and looming, blackened sunflowers.
The Little Lattes like gardening. Well, to clarify, they like getting things wet, digging (the Eldest Latte used to spend hours doing this), and shouting at ants (this is the Littlest Latte's department). So here they are, getting something wet - some new flowers, and Mr Coffee's acer, which we have planted in the ground after it nearly died of a lack of water during the May Bank Holiday. It has had plenty - plenty - of water since.
(In the foreground you can see the lovely autumn colour of one of our three blueberry bushes. This year the Coffee House planned to spend the summer eating bowlfuls of homegrown berries - raspberries, strawberries and blueberries. In the end we ate four strawberries, all of which ripened on different days, giving the Little Lattes the chance to eat half a strawberry each, once a week for a month.)
how very tranquil the garden of the coffee house looks
ReplyDeletewhy have you made the little lattes mould their bodies into the number 15?
(tis i, tutter - i have forgotten my blogger id and password)
You need to be prepared for the fact that as adults they will look back on their idyllic childhood when they ate strawberries freshly picked from the garden. They won't remember how many strawberries and you MUSTN'T remind them.
ReplyDeletenice pic mate
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