A fresh fig from my tree…

A friend came over today in order to help with my garden. Really, I helped him. We transplanted a few plants and planted new ones. He managed to get my sister’s memorial rose free from a weed that was choking it. I am particularly grateful for that. Chatting whilst gardening is a great thing toContinue reading “A fresh fig from my tree…”

Strange times…

England has just back stepped in it’s opening up of the economy. I think this was inevitable. One cannot pretend a virus is ‘under control’ while there are still infections occurring. Indeed, people are still dying of Covid 19 here. This is not a second wave. The first wave is not over. For the lastContinue reading “Strange times…”

The first fig from my garden…

It was perfect. Sweet, moist and refreshing. Straight from the tree. The most perfect fig I’ve ever eaten. I am thrilled. To eat and enjoy the fruit, literally, of one’s labour is so satisfying. I saw the fig almost by accident and noticed it was no longer green. I touched it and there was aContinue reading “The first fig from my garden…”

Weird things and no closure…

So I wrote two posts thinking that only people logged in to WordPress would be able to see, but no, it turns out they have to be logged in to my account. So that didn’t work and someone asked twice to be let into my account… Here’s atcha, willowdaydreamer, whoever you may be. I wantedContinue reading “Weird things and no closure…”