Remember the old ketchup adverts featuring the Carly Simon song “Anticipation” in which people tipped the glass bottle over and waited for the sauce to come out? Well, this week the feeling is reversed. After raking and weeding and pulling and levelling, Graeme and I are rather keen on planting. In fact, everyone who visited the garden-to-be saw not bare dirt but beans and lilacs and so on.
We did the work this past Wednesday and today I planned to fill a Zip car with greenery goodness. Apparently, other car-rental members had other ideas for the wheels. Like many of my plans, this one must be deferred, which is making me crazy because it’s perfect planting weather: warm, cloudy, and ready to rain this evening. Bah. Of course this kingdom shan’t be lost for want of a car, but it’s frustrating.