Things I never thought I’d say – Part Eight

“Mrs G, one of the pygmy goats has got his head stuck through the fence!” It is not as if the goats’ field is bare, it is lush and green and full of tasty buttercups.  It seems that, in Cocoa’s eyes anyway, these are not quite as delicious as the ones the other side ofContinue reading “Things I never thought I’d say – Part Eight”

Meadow Magic

Mr Bun has been on a mission.  It has been rather scary at times.  Perhaps the first words he ever said to me were “do you know about meadows?”.  Um, a little, definitely not enough for your purposes. This has not deterred him.  A gentleman who is in his second prime of life, who hasContinue reading “Meadow Magic”

Fur and Flowers

I work in Mr and Mrs Bun’s garden once every three weeks or an approximation of that.  This means that a lot changes between visits and at certain times of year these differences are more extreme.  Like this time of the year.  Today fragrant roses had replaced tulips, forget-me-nots were mere memories, clematis flowers like saucers wereContinue reading “Fur and Flowers”