If there’s something strange
in the cherry trees
Who you gonna call?
I was awake earlier than usual today so decided to get straight on with some gardening then send some emails before getting washed and dressed.
Still bleary-eyed when I sat down at the computer, I misplaced my modifiers.
I fear, therefore, that at least one poor soul has been greeted this morning with a message telling them that “I’ve been dead-heading the roses in my pyjamas.”
I’m not going to post a photo of me in my pyjamas, but I hope these pictures help to clarify that the roses are in the garden, not in my nightwear.
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Not only rising, but dripping out of the cut ends of the vine branches and leaving a puddle on the porch roof and damp spots on the stones of the patio.
It’s hard to believe that wounds made when pruning three months ago should not have healed over yet, but that seems to be the case.
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For the last week, the skies have been almost solid grey and the drizzle has only been interrupted by intermittend torrential rain and the occasional thunder storm. This has all come while the plum trees have been in full bloom, so I imagine we may not get much fruit this year as there have been few insects around to pollinate.
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