I’m feeling wistful when I see the two crimson sweet-pea buds still clinging on, in the garden. It’s been around two weeks now. It doesn’t look like they’re going to bloom. I can’t remember seeing them this late in the year before.
I’m feeling wistful when I see the two crimson sweet-pea buds still clinging on, in the garden. It’s been around two weeks now. It doesn’t look like they’re going to bloom. I can’t remember seeing them this late in the year before.
Sadly not. I have technical problems: the phone’s on its last legs and doesn’t want anything to do with graphics, and it and the laptop have stopped talking to each other anyway.