A little more from CullenofAdelaid when not in the fray. A tragic on two levels: Gardening and Cooking, with welcome interruptions from family and the wonder that is the world and its people.
Saturday flowers. Monday flowers.
The garden waits for nobody. When the fruit it ripe, eat it. When the time is right to spray, spray. When the flowers are there, enjoy them.
Tomorrow is tomorrow. Now is all we have.