No such thing as a straight line
The secateurs never leave my pocket. This is serious dead heading season.
I was just heading down to the rain gauge to check and see if there was more than a dead bug in the bottom of the gauge. And suddenly I veered off to the lilac bed to spend a few minutes dead heading asters before reaching it.
That’s how it is right now – you can write out a list – but you end up trying to catch up everywhere.
But at least I finished the cabbage beds. Weed free.
17th September 2014 @ 9:06 am
Still only one photo of Artur after all this time?
17th September 2014 @ 10:43 am
Sorry about that! He was so cranky the first day that he refused to pose. and yesterday we are back to best friends (well, in cat world parlance). I looked for him this morning but didn’t track him down. Fear not! I will stalk him and snap shortly.