This year the garden has excelled itself. With the Vet’s marriage and her getting ready at home it was extra primped this month.
The Sincerest For Of Poetry
Apprenticed To My Mother
Walking Into Trouble
Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle
The Last Will Of Sven Andersen
Booms And Busts
Buster & Moo
Salisbury Square
My Father and Other Liars
Life In A Conversation
Life, in a Grain of Sand
Life In A Flash
Wow! Picture perfect.
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Looks beautiful Hs Geoffleship!
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It does look terrific Geoff, and a perfect lawn.
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Yes perfect.
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Bootafull 💜💜🥂
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I’m so jealous….. looks lovely.
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Your garden is simply a dream! I have started remodeling my garden and want to fill it with an abundance of flowers from spring to fall and with some special theme corners. You made me look even more forward to it!
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Spectacular, Geoff!
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Whoa, well done All! Looking a at those flowers I’m wondering if The Vet made her own bouquet?
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Wow! I can’t imagine a prettier place to host a wedding!
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People would pay money to get married in your yard. Maybe a new idea for a story.
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Beautifully primped. 😀
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Geoffle, I have a few questions about this lawn of yours. Firstly, it is so bright green that this poor Australian more accustomed to the ravages of drought and sandy soil, had to apply sunglasses. However, what really intrigues me are these patterns in the lawn. These have not become a thing down under probably because most of our lawns are dead or half dead and mowing of any sort would be the final blow. At first I thought you might’ve had a bit too much champagne with the wavy lines happening but then there was the checkerboard look and I thought we might just be able to have a game of chess.
As you can gather, I haven’t mastered the art of the lawn and I must also inquire how you can have a dog and a perfect lawn. Have you taken your dog to some kind of mind control master which has curtailed the impulse to dig? I don’t know what our dog/dogs were looking for when they started on the tunnel today but if it was closer to the fence, they might’ve pulled off the great escape despite the chicken wire around the fence line. I must remember to photograph that hole tomorrow. I think it was one of the best/worst depending on your perspective. My Geoff is not so appreciative of their exuberant efforts.
On that note, I’d better get to bed. Some of us don;t have a lawn good enough to sleep on.
Best wishes,
Ro
PS Did you see my last week’s post of my day by Sydney Harbour? I guess you could say we have a different type of lawn…a blue one.
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Hi Geoffle,
After seeing your garden yesterday, I felt compelled to post a photo of a massive hole one of the dogs dug in our backyard yesterday and you can see how poor the soil is in the photo. I had to make a mention of your beautiful paradise and it raised a question about why England is the green and pleasant land while the Australian landscape almost seems cursed. That said, today I was out on our “blue lawn”. That was absolutely magnificent and ample compensation.
Here’s the link: https://beyondtheflow.wordpress.com/2019/09/21/who-was-the-diggingest-dog/
Best wishes,
Rowena
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