ROSEMARY
THYME
After writing today's earlier post I left the bungalow and went straight to Four Acres. And not just for plants. But for the tranquility.I bought herbs.
Potted Thyme and Rosemary.
Then picked up a tray of orange flowers and one very leggy Red Robin.
The man bagged them and carried them to my car.
I asked about Mint he said he should have some in by Friday. Goody!
Mint spreads crazily apparently, double goody. Nothing wrong with plants behaving naturally.
So Friday I'll drop by again.
(Sidenote) If Four Acres has no Mint I'll drive to Riverside Nursery.
Then to shops for gels and pills and papers.
Then home...
After lifting mum off the floor I went into the garden and dug. (No connection there)
Re-housing the rosemary and thyme, by easing them out of their black plastic pots with all the care I could muster and settling them in my newly formed herb garden.
A small patch of earth protected and made homely looking by a wiggly wobbly wooden fence.
So safely within its borders I watered parsley, marjoram, chives, rosemary and thyme...just having fun and hanging out.
I've a long way to go before I'm crazily satisfied with the back garden, but compared to this time last year, it looks INCREDIBLE! And I'm pleased beyond words. A little effort, a lot of digging and a few pounds here and there is all it has taken to breathe New life into the old back yard.
I love it.
I'll get the Red Robin settled in as soon as I've made a chicken pie:)


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