It’s March. The garden is awake and the roses need pruning. The roses are going to grow whether I prune them or not, of course. Today’s pruning exercise showed up all the places I had missed in the past or where hands other than mine had made their own choices. Hum.. The roses don’t care… Continue reading Gloves and Secateurs-4th March 2022
Observations about everyday things
Quotidian 