Tulips. Love em. Love the squeek. Love the refusal to stop growing despite having been chopped down in their prime. Think the red ones will look pretty hot with a shot of alchemilla perfect for a bride who’s wearing a red silk number with gold detail.
And down at the plot. There was a canopy unveiling event. I found out about 10 minutes before it started and was still wearing pyjamas. So missed out on the fizz. But hey look at those snacks. Now you couldn’t possibly turn your nose up at those. And I didn’t, a bit of digging and I’d readily eat a….that phrase has been ruined hasn’t it?!
Do you like the carpet? It’s what every allotment shop needs. And the scales, just the right level of rusty. The bell is perfect for announcing ‘tea’s up’. I’m a lucky girl having such a lovely place to escape to.