I don’t why, but I think it will snow in London this winter. Will it be as extreme as the snow in 2009 when we made snowmen on the pavements.
So this morning I looked at the garden. The jasmine is no longer in bloom, but the foliage lies thick and heavy on the fence. The timbers are bowing and the fence wobbles. It is not a robust fence. A heavy fall of snow might collapse it.
So I picked up my hedge shears and got to work. I started at nine and finished at three. I worked at cutting and then curling the long vines into black bags and sweeping up, and just like that I realised I wasn’t writing. Can I keep writing even after a full day’s work in the garden? So I make sure that I write this night another post for this blog.