In theory our
gardener will be back today, or later this week. She heard the Prime Minister’s
statement on Sunday & has concluded she ought to get back to work.
It will be a relief
for us. The garden is gradually disappearing under weeds. My half hour efforts are
just not enough to keep on top of them. Much as I try to convince myself weeds
are just plants in wrong places, I can see little value in some. Horsetail
remains boringly green – and we’re getting a forest. At least dandelions &
celandines have cheery yellow flowers which I can really appreciate in the
countryside or to brighten up roundabouts on the road network.
I haven’t quite
understood why our gardener hasn’t been coming. Our garden is big enough for
her to not have to have contact with us except for payment, which I could leave
on the wall of a raised bed while she is at the other end. I can see she has
other family responsibilities, including a husband with asthma problems, but I
would still have thought she was safe enough to come here.
As it is we’ve come
to the conclusion we’re going to have to look for another gardener soon if she
doesn’t turn up. It would be a pity in some ways in that she is a hard worker
& knows her plants.
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