My little garden.....

Today I made the most of having my son at home. David cleaned all the garden furniture for me. You know, I have always been taught to "buy quality". So I did. About 25 years ago, I bought French Alibert garden furniture. Forget the fancy name. It is still white and plastic.

However, it is quality. So the wretched stuff will never fall apart. EVER. It goes on and on and on, and I am deeply grateful for that and must be thankful it has not fallen apart, but I am sick to death of it. Sigh. I am beginning to think that cheap and nasty may have been wiser. But then, I have had something to sit on for the past 25 years in the garden, so I should not complain. Moaning is not good, Linds, so get a grip. But I am sure you know what I mean. Bigger sigh.

It needed scrubbing, so David spent the morning doing that while I sort of tidied things up, and pottered about. Sons are very useful. He did a great job too, so at least I do not have to contemplate the scrubbing of the chairs-which-will- most-certainly-outlive-me.

And I do have the 2 nice new chairs after all. In a separate area. See how nice and tidy things are?? Be impressed. I had a dustpan and brush. In the garden. My little garden. It is not big at all, but it is amazing how much I manage to grow in it.

The tulips are lovely. So are the nice new chairs.

And then for light relief, I have added a photo of someone who has just found out that water comes out of the hosepipe. And she had an absolute ball in her garden , and somehow managed to avoid drenching herself. As Jean says, she can take over watering duties here when she visits!

I am just sitting here thinking how, in the old days, I would have had to wait weeks to see the photos. Ah, computers and digital cameras are wonderful inventions, aren't they?

I hope you are all having a beautiful Sunday. It has been a stunning day here today.