Just checking in to let you know I'm about halfway through "Seconds" (now probably called "Four Kings"). Will be out this year, I expect, though a very odd book it's shaping up to be. Kind of a musing on different types of caring. And, possibly, a sign that I played a little too much
My Time at Portia and similar games.
In the meantime, here's a photolog of the only gardening project I've managed to complete in the last year.
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Dead Tree |
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No Tree |
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Trusty Sledgehammer = No concrete |
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Railway Sleepers, Manure, Sand and Dirt |
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Pretties |
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Water it and wait |
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Bee Refuelling Station |
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The teen years |
I now have a completely different set of plants in there (foxglove, violas, dianthus and poppies) since the only perenniel was the Californian Poppies and they (like my hardenbergias and a couple of other Australian natives) couldn't take the megajillion litres of water that fell on them over the opening months of the year.