Outdoor living

I went. As it happened, a number of things were frustrating, stressful, and disappointing, but I went and it was good that I went. I will post words and pictures when I have more time.

Anyway, this morning I was thinking thoughts meanderingly connected with my last-post-but-one, specifically about playing in the garden as a child. Our small suburban garden was my kingdom, and it was many places. Sherwood forest for example.

But I do remember a time, possibly quite a long time, when my favourite thing to play, in the garden, was 'house'.