Another Rescue

As laid down by statute No. "FKW" it did rain on Mayday.

Just when you think it's safe to leave the house.

Along comes more rain. Followed closely by the Tiler.

Confined to barracks again.

Working on the assumption that the world, in general, is fed up of pigeons and half finished kitchens I snuck up on this Rhodo.

This time two years ago it was like a set of lace doilies with the dreaded vine weevil and buried in the depths of a border.

Dug up ... Pruned to bare sticks ... Roots drowned in Jeyes fluid solution ... Small group of bare sticks potted up.

Last year we were rewarded by a show of green.

This year we were rewarded for our efforts.

It would have been the left hand side of "Little and Large" which Serif screwed up for me by de-EXIFing it again.