Another busy day in the garden so I thought I reblog this piece that I really enjoyed writing back in 2011. The same still holds true today.
“There are fairies at the bottom of our garden……..”
So wrote the poet, Rose Fyleman. I wish I had them too, but I don’t. What I have is a skunk under the front doorstep, raccoons at the back door, possums down the window-wells and ground squirrels up the drain pipes.
Ever since we took up residence at our current abode it has become a veritable Holiday Inn for the local animal population. I wouldn’t say that I’ve necessarily gone out of my way to encourage them. Perhaps they just like the English cottage-garden style that I’ve adopted. Or could it be that word has got out that I take pictures?
“I say, Mrs. Rabbit, have you had your portrait done by that woman who lives in the corner house?”
“Yes, Mrs. Mouse. She did a nice one of me and the kids eating all the lettuces last week.”
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