Last year, at the end of Summer, we moved into this house that has a lovely little garden. It was the first time in years that I have had a private garden to explore and relax in - quite a treat when you're housebound and severely ill!
Last year we didn't do much in the garden, the family focused their time and energy on the inside of the house and I focused on recovering from the move and the disability assessment that came soon after it. This year was different - we have really enjoyed the garden this Summer!
Look at that beautiful Lily! Everyday there seems to be something new in the garden. It's constantly changing. I try to take a walk through the house daily, so I can look out the windows and see the different parts of our garden, it doesn't always happen, but it's a goal. And I've been careful to stay out of direct sunlight, shading my eyes better this week, after my sun-induced crash recently.
I've spent much of this week in the dark after some unforseen circumstances at the end of last week caused a flare. Ma brought some beautiful flowers in while I was not doing so well. Having fresh flowers from our own garden in my room is such a treat, especially when I can't get out of the house regularly. I did however finally get out into the garden later in the week. So much colour, such a joy!
After moving to our new house last week, we hung our first bird feeder out on Monday and waited (im)patiently for the birds to come eat, but they didn't. No birds to be seen at all. We were disappointed, but I knew that they would come - they just had to discover the spread first.
After days of silence and stillness in the garden, on Wednesday morning a brave little birdie came hopping along the fence to inspect the spread. He was very nervous and dashed away at the slightest noise or movement.
He came back though. A few times throughout the day. And then he brought a friend.