I'm not abandoning this but I really am very busy at present.
It's all very well wanting a jungle-effect garden with lots of shade - and another to have an impenetrable mass of greenery which stops any light coming in at all. So I'm hacking it back.
And the house needs attention too.
And the family.
And hay-fever and concentrating don't go well together. My eyes are bleary and itch. My throat is sore. I sneeze. I blow my nose every few minutes and find it hard to breathe, let alone write.
Writing, I have decided, is an Autumn and winter activity.
So . . . I'll take a break until the weather cools and let all Hugh and Camellia followers know when I'm back to writing (with more time to read your blogs in the meantime; which I shall enjoy - and that way, we can keep in touch.)
Summer, in my opinion, is very much over-rated.
Nancy (in Texas) and Caitlin (in Australia) will probably be amused by this, given how temperate our climate is compared with theirs. But I hope Compostwoman will understand how busy the season is and Heather will understand that writing doesn't come easily when one isn't feeling quite up to scratch. (Well, I expect everyone understands that, one way or another!)
So - summer is busy - and so am I . . . so I'll leave Hugh and Camellia to shake up Safehaven while I plant out more tomatoes and discover there are roses hidden in the wrong bushes and paint the house and . . . and . . . and . . .
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