I am a mixture of emotions about my garden. Embarrassment, impatience and stressed to name a few.
Si has booked a few days off work around the bank holiday to tackle it. He is even wearing workmen socks.
Sometimes I’ve no idea why we bought a cottage because my tastes always match Victorian houses much better. But I have been sticking with ‘do what you love and hope it works’
Next jobs are to remove the rest of that vine, paint the garage and I intend on hiding the widows with a vertical garden.
There are so many of the big things to be thinking about but obviously I’m focusing on the pretty.
Loving this throw and cushion from esprit