I’ve just picked some lilac from the garden. When we lived in France my neighbour, Philippe, would always bring me a bunch of lilac at this time of year. The lilac is the only thing in bloom at the moment apart from the apple trees that are covered in blossom.
Paul is currently on light duties after hurting his back so yesterday I decided I would mow the grass. It was the first time I have tackled the grass since we moved here and I struggled to control the self-propelled lawn mower, it kept running away with me. Rick wasn’t much help either, dropping his ball in the exact place I was about to cut. I struggled to manoeuvre the mower around the fruit trees and almost tipped it over along the steep bank but I finished the job, in a fashion.
I just hope Paul gets better soon, the garden needs him!
|last year's new border maturing nicely|