|lacewing hydrangea that was so badly hit by frost|
We rarely venture out into the garden after dark, there aren’t many warm, balmy evenings in this part of England. However, we do have a lot of outside lights fixed to the side of the bungalow so we can light up the terrace should we want to. Paul has been busy replacing the old and broken lights with nice, sturdy new ones. He has also connected them to our virtual assistant, Alexa, so she can turn the lights on for us. All we have to say is, “Turn on the garden lights” and hey presto, the lights come on. This sort of magic fascinates me. The only drawback is that our daughter, Kat,shares our Alexa account and can probably control our lights from Brize Norton.
|not a Lincolnshire photo but the view from my daughter's (Sarah) flat in Sydney|