.... was reckoning without the presence of my neighbor!
Early this morning, there was already a bright sun, no wind, birds singing, the two robins were watching me, cleaning the floor of rhodos and azaleas waiting. Oh yes, what a beautiful day!
The morning passed like a dream. The village bells were ringing for a wedding certainly, the sun was becoming warmer and wheelbarrows of weeds succeeded. I tell you, it was a day of bliss for the gardener ...
But where does this sound chainsaw? And here's my neighbor, accompanied by two acolytes (anonymous) entering the scene by saying he had to evacuate my property quickly. They had three oak trees to be pruned and that this could be dangerous.
Jove! Oaks are near the limit of separation but it was much more problematic for our arborists to shorten the overhanging our garden so I am not made to worry. Big mistake!
When I saw the buttons on my rhodo 'Anna Rose Whitney', which incidentally after the summer drought did not had a lot happen like rocket warheads on my terrace, I'm worried. It was a little late, put the roasting summer 2009 was already lying on the lawn completely crushed and chunks still raining. I saw one fall in front of my tree fern and that's where my heart missed a beat.
Army my fork, one is never quite cautious against three strong men. I went to battle with them. At the same time, my husband returned from the village and when we see his amiable (Lino Ventura as a bad day) no one dares bring it back. No way to pick the flowers, but now they are busy repairing the fence. In my opinion, when my inspector of finished works revert to admire the work, there will be interest in everything to be perfect ... lol
A small preview of what remains but the crown is still out. Everything is still to be feared
yet I intend to give you a ticket spring but the heart is gone. Come on, some pictures for not completing on a pessimistic note.
Although small but so pretty and what a pity I can not send you smell:
Crocuses open mass and this time , of all colors:
One of the camellias "yuletide" just to show you the village below (click on photo):
Who says that spring is not there yet? Weather! Because unfortunately we announce the return of the cold. In the meantime enjoy these first flowers of Iberis, yet timid
A forsythia ... if you follow my blog you know that I have not. Would I planted one this year? No, not always because one of my neighbor (not the murderer, the other from below) a good idea to push over the fence:
the next post, hoping that the massacre that I can still hear when I type on my keyboard did not do more damage.
I will go and ... This time I am taking the hatchet (of war)!
Good weekend to all.
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