Feart

The new planting area is now planted out.  As my sore back will testify, a good three days work.  A sharp corner is no more and has been replaced with a sweeping curve.  The planting is a mix of the intention and what happened to be around.  Looking forward to seeing it in bloom.
As I went out to the garden for a blip, the skies darkened and rumbled menacingly - someone was having a right downpour and it was clear it would soon be us.  The blipped peony seemed to sense what was going to happen and cowered up.