Gardener Pal

This guy comes fortnightly through the summer to manage plants growing on this patch. We often chat. He commented today on how good my wee corner looks. I'd call it overplanted but thats always what happens with me and gardens. I need lots more space. Apparently I had a paternal grandfather who was a gardener ( I never met him, he was sadly one of millions who died in the flu epidemic after the first world war. ).  My father gardened too, so I guess its genetic.
Todays simple pleasures
Chatting with C ( the gardener )
He tells me there will be rain this afternoon
enjoying looking at my we patch flourishing.