A busy busy morning in the garden. It was time to sort out the Wisteria for starters. It needed and got a Chelsea Chop (unlike my hair).
Yes, I know somewhat extreme but it will grow again twice as strong and hopeful it might bloom well its done.
The Temple is starting to acquire an identity of its own. I like to sit there and listen to the water also to bake somewhat in the sun,
George is busy in the kitchen garden and the old beach windbreak has found a new us.
I realised that we now have another new long view down the long alley to Mr Wern,