Here I am in the front yard, at the opposite side of the hedge that is. She writes lyrical about blooming snowdrops here, but I cannot seem to find them, do you? And what about the grass? It is up to my knees! Well I have had it over here, lets walk along the barn to her picking garden. The place where in general you can find me standing under the Hazelnut tree.
Here we see a part of that picking garden. Ever since she has trimmed the Hazelnut tree (on the left side of the bucket) I suffer from the rain and the sun. As you will understand that did not any good to me or my clothing. But my opinion, has never been asked. She completely ignores me as if I were not there!
The greenhouses in the background, that is where we were a few moments ago. This is the terrace by the kitchen, with the basket of ornamental cabbages. Well, I must admit, these cabbages still look nice. We once more go around a corner. Thus we arrive at a mini garden.
We have arrived in the front yard again. I think we can all agree that there was not that much to see in this garden. Now you know that it is best to take everything she writes with a grain of salt.
See you next time,