| Holywell Cemetery July 24th, 2012|
Perfect blue skies, like you find in the western United States,
are a rare thing in Britain. I'm loving it, but it's making me a
little homesick too.
After struggling through record rains, my flowers are finally starting to flourish. For awhile the moss was threatening to take over our back terrace for good and I had visions of harvesting our own peat moss to burn in the fireplace over the winter. I've also been battling legions of slugs and snails and thought they were going to win the war, but I believe they're now vanquished, and peace has come to the garden at last.