G, our middle daughter, is home with us this weekend, which is a lovely change. We sat out in the garden and enjoyed the sunshine. I am fast reaching the end of my book (Phil Rickman's The Wine of Angels) but still have a pile to enjoy afterwards.
The garden is looking at its best at the moment. Having written that, I can see grass where none is meant to be!!!
What a shame we have no one along to view the house yet, though it is headlined on Profile Homes' website at present.
One view of the main pond.
Some of my aquilegias. All tousled pale pink in this spot.
A combination of Weeping Widow (Geranium phaeum) and the black clematis-petalled Aquilegia here. I have the former all around the garden now - it seems to like it here.
I bought 5 cut-price Scabious this week, and have popped them in gaps around the garden.
A corner of the wildlife pond.
Banshee asleep on my lounger. She has a damaged eye after the ex-tom Ghenghis chased her and bowled her over. It was mending, then it must have happened again last Wednesday when Ban insisted on being outside whilst we were at the Hospital. I am hoping that there will be signs of improvement soon but it still covered in a film of blood from a damaged blood-vessel. She has some eye-drops and is on Metacam to help with the pain. Fingers crossed that she mends soon . . .