The Garden.

I've been talking a lot about the garden lately but I've never had a proper one and God knows how long this one will live as I have a black thumb so I will indulge myself while it's still thriving (sort of).

Bubby pointing at the 'plower' (flower).

This one is for Faux Fuschia

The garden on the other side of the house.

Not looking so healthy from this view. I need to think of what to plant in that empty patch. There's no point having a veggie patch with all the bush turkeys around.

I could plant this gorgeous tree if I knew what it was. Before anyone can suggest taking a cutting to replant, it sounds too difficult and it requires skills I simply don't have. Actually, the place could do with a camellia.

How useful is Bubby? Now I just need to train him to do the weeding.

So adorable, and so obsessed with cars.

I was thinking that if I were to become a real gardener I will need to be properly attired and equipped first:

Gardeing apron.

Gardening gloves.

Wellingtons

Kneeling cushion