I had my first dream about the garden safari last night - and it wasn't a good one. I hadn't done any signs, and everyone kept going to the wrong places, and then it got dark so I was trying to explain to everyone what the berry garden looked like during the daytime. And the path to the vineyard had fluoresent strip lighting. And then I woke up, realised I was dreaming, and immediately felt much better about it all, because there will be signs! And I must do them because it obviously causing my subconscious brain some stress.
Everything is coming along, although am fighting a battle against the birds at the moment, who think that the mulch in the vege patch is a giant play area constructed just for them. And I found myself tidying up the nasturtiums today, pulling out the older dead looking leaves, which is a first for me. I'm trying not to let the garden tour influence the way I garden too much - I want my garden to be real - but I am looking at it in a different way.
Some random pics, in no particular order:
On my reading table - Sweet Peas For Summer
5 hours ago