Mary Mary quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row.
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row.
Oh, the things they teach you in school! Here’s me thinking that the above was a nice little rhyme about growing pretty little flowers in your garden, when all along it’s about graveyards, torture, murder and executions!
Any way... our little garden is trying its best to hold its head up and keep on fighting against all that the weather keeps throwing at it. Strong winds, heavy rain and cool temperatures are all trying to make a mess of things but the plants keep on coming back for more! Roll on summer... even if it is 2013 when it arrives!
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