Summer Chores

"Spring flowers are long since gone.

Summer's bloom hangs limp on every terrace.

The gardener's feet drag a bit on the dusty path and the hinge in his back is full of creaks."-

~Louise Seymour Jones

Summer's End

"Spring flowers are long since gone.
Summer's bloom hangs limp on every terrace.
The gardener's feet drag a bit on the dusty path and the hinge in his back is full of creaks."-

~Louise Seymour Jones

Gone To Pot

What a play house or tree fort is to a child , a potting shed is to a gardener,
Shielded in the leafy embrace of the garden, it is a carefully guarded hideaway.
Alone there, we can dress as we please, act as we please,and play as we please.
No grown-ups allowed......

Photo credit: English Home and Garden