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Sprinkled onto the damp coir, they hesitate. Freed from their plastic-bagged prison, their tiny heads explore the bounty beneath them. Slowly but surely, they burrow down, disappearing to feed. Soon they will produce dark compost, blessing our garden with its … Continue reading
Everything is dripping from recent rain. The new Spring leaves and flowers are heavy with water. Yet there is still that fresh, expectant green of a Spring garden, waiting to burst into its Summer glory.
Our neglected plot is a challenge to her, not a chore. Her face reveals the freedom she feels and the possibilities which lie ahead.
She kneels on a concrete path. The secateurs in her joined hands are clamped firmly around an old and stubborn rose stem. Determination on both sides makes her screw up her face. Woman versus nature on a garden scale.