When I arrived at the House on the Edge of Exmoor this morning my first task was to wander around the garden. The early sun was warm and I took a few photographs and observed what had been happened since I was there a week previously. The amount of work The Beasts had done in my absence was impressive. I admired the freshly cleared areas and the new planting, I cooed over the baby courgettes and marvelled at the splendid spinach, the previously rescued areas were weed free and the plants looked healthy and the well-loved. All was in fine fettle.
Then I found this note.
ps I do not have swollen knee syndrome, they are my knee pads.
pps The halo is real.
Off The Edge Gardening 
Aha!I recognise the smile !
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Such a good likeness!
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I believe you honest…. 🙂
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Good, especially about the halo 🙂
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Should I also understand that you have two little ‘servants’ working in the garden? :))
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The “little servants” are my esteemed clients, they are lovely 🙂
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“Then I arrived at the house on the edge of
Exmoor—” Doesn’t that sound like a good beginning to a mystery story?
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Now there is an idea ….. 🙂
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So that’ s what you look like. I don’ t know how you do all that work with such skinny arms.
I love the rose, which is it?
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My arms are made of titanium! Don’t know about the rose, it is one that was in the garden when the owners arrived. If I find a label in my travels I will let you know.
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Where can I get a pair of those titanium arms?
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I will knit you some and send them over x 🙂
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Interesting twist on the gardener/client relationship! 🙂
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It is one I like to foster!
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