Julia’s group has finished painting the metal bins so they now have a fine selection of planters on the verandah. There’s a fig in one, a conifer in another and a strange combination of Echeveria Duchess of Nuremberg, thyme and chives in a third. Echeveria and thyme are fine but I have my reservation about the chives. Time will tell.
“Those slate chippings look familiar.” I said, vaguely remembering she’d mentioned them last week.
“They’ve been on the patio for years,” she replied,”you weren’t using them.”
Wives don’t understand the concept of keeping things in case they come in useful later.
They aren’t just a garden task, they have provided a useful art and design project too.
She has been given some wooden bins too. The school has made some into trough planters and that’s Julia’s plan too. All we need to do is get the screws out of the hinges. Eight screws. Eight tight screws. Then we need to shorten them and dismantle the doors to re-use them as ends.
It sounds so simple…