Visiting the Garden on the Hill
It was only a short visit, - and very ambivalent. On the one hand I was thrilled to be there and to see daffodils poking a couple of inches above the ground, but on the other hand my heart sank when I realized how much work awaited to get all that garden tidying done before spring came calling in earnest.
This is a picture of the garden at the beginning of March, last year.
We had just had a flurry of snow, but it is indicative of
the tons of debris that need to be cut down and hauled away, - alas!
Eventually I got my mind around this dilemna which involves a lack of time and energy versus the pleasure of being in the garden again, and I decided that I need to hire an intrepid interim gardener for a few days.
I came home with a few budding sticks of forsythia, three bird feeders that had been left amongst the lushness of the garden and a small Chinese pergoda chime.
Soon we will be enjoying the golden blooms.
For those who might be interested I saw no signs of activity at the Chinese Underground Railway Stations
but no doubt a few days of sunshine will fire up the engines again!