tales from an English urban garden…

It’s been a l-o-n-g time since I blogged about my garden, I thought that it was time to give you an update.  I’m still very much in love with my garden; I still spend many hours sat in it, crocheting, reading and drinking tea.  Yes, I love my garden.  It’s a small garden, the pedantic would call it a yard, because, well it is a yard at the back of my terrace house, but to me it is most definitely a garden.  We still have the odd cat problem (those of you who live in cities will know what I mean) but most of the time, I am winning the battle.  At the moment it looks just lovely.  The Summer flowers are still blooming, and hopefully they will continue to do-so well into September.  So, here it is my English urban garden…

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