Short back and sides

I have strimmed and mowed the entire garden area, and the first terrace below the house. I started just after 8am and finished at 820pm.   That is an awfully long day with ear protectors clamped to one’s head.

The long day has to be understood as I am bagging up all the lawn clippings and taking them up to the top potager as a mulch.   I could probably win an hour at least if I just emptied the grass collector into the nearest compost pile.   But it’s all part of the recycling drive.

At least when I come back to the courtyard I can get a good strong whiff of roses.   They always seem to come out during Chelsea Flower show week.   Makes me feel like I belong to a vast army of gardeners; most of whom live in Britain where roses thrive.   But I’m rather proud of mine, as these endless shots show.