After reading about Christina’s ‘long view’ a few days ago, it occurred to me that if I could just about make out the Golfer from the bottom of the garden when he was up the scaffolding mending the roof, then I might be able to see the garden from that higher vantage point. It is a long time since I last sat on the roof, way back in 1998 when we were tiling the roof of the extension, and it was fascinating then to have a view one wouldn’t normally have – however, it wasn’t such an interesting view from this part of the roof, partly because our extension is in the way, but also because the neighbouring garden ownership is so uniquely odd. You can just make out the roofs of our 1½ greenhouses about a third of the way in from the right of the picture, just behind the ladders which are in a neighbour’s garden. The trees above the roofline on the left are in our garden but these and the glimpse of the greenhouses are all that is visible – if you want to look at the map of the garden it might be clearer why this is.
Taking advantage of the blue skies you can see on the photo and the accompanying hint of warmth I have spent more time in the garden today than in a long time. A bit of patching and mortaring on dodgy parts of the stream were achieved whilst the weather was dry and before I turned my attention to the new urns. The more manoeuvrable bases had been moved in the wheelbarrow yesterday, and rather than request assistance I managed to ‘walk’ the bases most of the way down the garden, leaving a trail of evidence in my wake. The Golfer was only required to help lift them up and down a step or two and then into their final position. Positioning and levelling them was bit of a game though, as the two areas are different widths and depths (and heights too for that matter, as the garden has a slight gradient) but the final result looks reasonably balanced and the urns now just await their contents.