It's probably one of my favourite times of year. The first weekend it's warm enough to sit on the balcony in the shade. We head to Botanique and top up the stocks of compost and herbs and inevitabley bring something else home too. This year we've added a maple to the balcony. I hope it likes the shade. Last year A. promised himself one if he qualified, along with an electric toothbrush. I'd say all his dreams have come true.
We cleaned the table and chairs and sat back and admired our handiwork with a cup of tea. Is there anything more satisfying than light gardening?