Sunday 25 February 2018

Somehow we've done it again.

For the second year running we've managed to find something even more stupid than me - according to she who must be feared.

    We've discovered a plant dopey enough to flower in mid-February.

    Don't know what it is so I've just decided to call it A.N.Plant.

    Everything around it, including me, is just a wasted, frost bitten mess. Yesterday I removed, from less than two feet away, an evergreen fir of some kind, the type allegedly accustomed to living in high alpine pastures and with few roots. It was dead, as were my hands after tearing it from the ground.

    Come summer when everything else is flourishing, my front garden will resemble a desiccated waste.

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