The Potting Shed

Unfortunately, the compost bin is at the bottom of the garden. I don't fancy venturing down there with the vegetable peelings etc in the dark of an evening, now, so it has become a morning chore (on days when it's not raining).

It was lovely and sunny today, though, and as I walked back up to the kitchen, I passed the Minx's recently constructed potting shed, which looked practically luminous in the sunlight. 

I'm looking forward to seeing it in action, next year, in both of its proposed roles of potting shed and garden bar: Potter's Bar!

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Reading: 'The Testaments' by Margaret Atwood