Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
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Monday, May 11, 2009
Got it.
Signed a thingy and paid a packet of money and move in on June 1.
When I was a kid, my grandma had a garden with a courtyard, a bit like this one. She had wooden slats between the flagstones and when they rotted away over the years, rather than replacing them, she planted thyme in between so when you walked on them it smelled nice.
I think those weeds can be fairly easily replaced with something nice and sweet smelling.
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ReplyDeleteWhen I was a kid, my grandma had a garden with a courtyard, a bit like this one. She had wooden slats between the flagstones and when they rotted away over the years, rather than replacing them, she planted thyme in between so when you walked on them it smelled nice.
ReplyDeleteI think those weeds can be fairly easily replaced with something nice and sweet smelling.
It would be pretty to grow some
ReplyDeleteclimbing vines or roses or something over the table, or I suppose that the rod irons would also fit a canopy.
L.J.A.