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I simply had no idea what to bloody well do with it
It seee area when I looked at it in person It was dauntingly large, and as I stood in thein a circle, I realised I was completely and utterly lost
I was in over my head
Over my head
I paused, holding out one hand Over ola erected here? It would offer both shade to farow climbers up it Was that an option?
Of course it was an option
Everything was an option
I sat cross-legged on the cold slabs and opened the grid paper I’d already marked the area out with the measureuess approxio Ideally, I wanted the posts of the pergola to coet enough nutrients, but I didn’t know if that was feasible
If not, how did I make it so?
I tapped the end of ainst the pad of paper Planters, maybe? But would they restrict access?
That was another thing We strived to ensure the gardens were as accessible as possible for people who hadra I wanted was to design a space that not everybody could access
Hmm
I was in a right pickle
A huge clanging noise came from somewhere on the other side of the fence, and I started What on Earth was that? Had the aliens finally found a landing place? Was it on top of one of our sheds?
What was going on?
I dropped the pad and pencil and went in search of answers I didn’t have to look far to find the culprit
“Bollocks to it!” Miles said, escaping out of the shed as a tower of plant pots fell from the shelf and almost hit him “Bloody pots everywhere!”
I hesitated, hovering by the gate Should I offer help? Did he need ain today?
“Bloody hell!” He kicked a pot away from his foot, and I bit the side of my lip
I was desperately trying not to laugh at hi away various plant pots, but there was so him kick one away from his boot
“Need a hand?” I asked after a moment
He looked up at ain”
“Me again,” I replied brightly, doing nore his surliness “Sorry, I couldn’t help but overhear the ghastly noise of you being assaulted by what I thought was an alien invasion Turned out it was plastic plant pots”
He opened his ed his anise this shed?”
“Likely”