Okay, so a lot in life is currently awry if not completely cactus, but every time I go out into the back yard, the smell of the jasmine all down the side fence wafts over to me in sweet little gusts.
The whole back yard smells like flowers.
And there are other less heady but equally climby and spilly things further down the back.
Given that one of the things getting me down is the treacherous weather, reverting to grey and wet and windy and freezing after that glorious brief breath of spring, it's hard to believe that half an hour ago when I took these photos, the sky looked like this.
A revolution disguised as organic gardening: in memory of Bill Mollison - Bill Mollison in 2008. Nicolás Boullosa/Flickr, CC BY It is with great sadness that I acknowledge the passing of Bill Mollison on Saturday, September 24 (1...
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