Posted on July 15, 2015
It was all go in the garden this weekend. My door and windows were open all day as my owner, Mrs O, wandered in and out and backwards and forwards between me, the greenhouse and the vegetable plot getting all her carefully tendered plants out into the lovely sunshine.
Mrs O was in her element, singing away and talking to herself, she is completely tone deaf but even so it was lovely to see her so happy and I’m even growing quite fond of that floppy summer hat of hers.
I, of course was a central part of the day’s proceedings. I keep everything so neat and tidy in my tool rack and on my shelves and I’m sure Mrs O’s singing increased in gusto every time she came in and found a trowel or ball of string exactly where she expected to find it.
I know she likes me so much more than that old greenhouse! I don’t know why they don’t pull the whole thing down so many of the panes are missing now and I’m the one that has to look at it all day every day.
Speak again soon
The Posh Shed