Dreams

The sun is shining warmly. We sit outside. It's early for dinner. Earlier on we had ventured of to the jewellers to collect the Fox's now expanded wedding ring. It's gleaming, just like new. We had contemplated going down to our local village pub. When we got there, the car park was heaving & loud music blared. We remembered it was the last weekend of the month which is when they have live music. We didn't stop. We hastened home instead to sit out in the peace of the garden.

This is so much more civilised. A cool drink or two, good conversation, & the twitter of the birds. Sheer indulgence. 

After a while we get up to cook the dinner which we eat outside. It's been a while since it's been warm enough for such a treat.

We contemplate what ideally we would do to transform the garden. Certain aspects we wouldn't change. We love the amount of wildlife it attracts & wouldn't want to do anything to deter these visitors. The bog garden is looking so much better, better than it has been since we moved here nearly 11 years ago. The ligularia is a blaze of gold shining in the shaded end. The hydrangea shyly shows its pink pompoms of colour. The privacy we love, that sense of not being overlooked, of being in a different other world of peace & tranquility. Oh yes, we want to keep that.

The crazy paving which half the time sprouts patches of green weeds can go. The Fox contemplates getting rid of the shed. We don't use it much - too damp - & there's plenty of room in the garage for the shed's contents. 

We contemplate a veranda. We've thought of adding on a conservatory before now but to our mind it's not worth it. We don't actually need an extra room. To attach it to, & between, the kitchen and the laundry room would mean it would be facing due south, far too hot to sit in during the summer. The more we think about it, the more we like the idea of a veranda, an area to give us a bit of shelter when the sun is too hot for comfort, to stop us getting wet when we go to get stuff from the freezer in the laundry room or to enable us to eat out on a warm but damp day. The more we think about it, that would suit us better.

The Fox suggests we maybe ought to get some ideas from some landscape gardeners. But, in all honesty, I don't think this is the time to contemplate the stress of workmen. Next year maybe.

Certainly the garden will be the next focus for our attention. All that remains inside is the routine redecoration & repairs. The major work is complete now, for a while at least. I know the workmen would be outside so should be less stressful than having them in the house, but I am sure there will be stress &, at the moment, I think that should be avoided if possible. 

Still it's nice to dream....