
My Gardening Week
That’s A First
A garden centre visit was squeezed in at the very last moment, without advance planning.
A garden centre visit was squeezed in at the very last moment, without advance planning.
My love of gardening came from mam, as she tended her small terraced garden. I can clearly remember her love of dahlias, roses, sweet peas and marigolds.
Here we go again with my formerly-regular Just Three Things. In case you’re unfamiliar with this, I write regularly about my short early morning wander