The front garden has a new fence. It's five foot high with the trellis topper and provides nice screening. I'll be planting a row of dwarf trees behind it in the Autumn, in-between the fence and the ramp.
My peas are ready.
George has squashed my maincrop potatoes in his paranoid bids to bark madly at the big Maple. I'm not convinced I can save the spuds. He's already trampled my Thyme to death.
The Jasmine has now grown to the top of the arbour, and will soon be trained across the front.
The lawn survived the heatwave mostly intact. I'll give it a reseed in March ready for next Summer.
And almost all the books I ordered have come. I'm still waiting on Wheater's Functional Histology. The Gray's Anatomy and the Stryer's Biochemistry I already had from donkeys' back. The rest, including the Histology book, came to £28 on ebay. Kerching!