I
seem to have the snuffles today. I just can’t stop blowing my nose. I started
by telling myself it was just the onion – one of my first tasks of the day has
been to make a cottage pie for dinner, beginning with frying some chopped onion
– but now I’m questioning if that is all that it is. After all it’s nearly an
hour since I fried the onion so you would have thought I’d have dried up by
now, but no I keep on blowing. My cotton hanky is so sodden I’ve resorted a
paper tissue instead.
Yesterday
we spent some time talking about the Netherlands. We got our old guide books
out & began to dream about what we might see this time. My completed jigsaw
of the Keukenhof Gardens inspired the Fox to admit that, now we have a
beautiful garden, he’s found he’s gained an interest in visiting other gardens.
I’m really pleased about this. He’s wondering if we will come back with all
sorts of bulbs – some tulips & fritillaries perhaps.
For
me visiting a garden is a pleasure in itself, just seeing plants &
arrangements of them I don’t normally see. Now they are also a source of
inspiration. As far as I can see our garden is a work in progress. I’m pleased that
the Fox wants to discover what pleases him in a garden. It’s something we can
work on together, even if we have to get someone else in to do most of the actual
hard work of planting & caring for the garden.
My
biggest disappointment about the garden as it was planted a couple of years
ago, is that it is full of very muted soft colours. A bit of me says it makes
it very restful, very calming & peaceful. I think they saw the garden as a
place of retreat from the pain & stresses of life, a place to relax &
recuperate. It is just that I like hot vibrant colours of which there are very
few. Many of the plants planted were ones I didn’t know & have gained an
appreciation of, but I do feel there is need for some extras, and to my mind
they will provide the extra colour I crave. The basic design of the garden I do
like. It’s just the planting that requires a bit of tweaking.
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