Tuesday, January 28, 2014

The backyard.










It's getting there. Slowly. We now have a garage and a wonderful blank slate beside it to be filled. In the meantime, our verandah space still holds snippets of pretty goodness and some other pots take refuge under the New Zealand Christmas Bush / Pohutukawa we inherited.

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  1. I love building a garden, it's such a fun adventure and so, so rewarding. And oh, to be able to walk out of the door without a shirt on or shoes on your feet. It's way too cold here and I so long for the sun!

    Enjoy! I look forward to seeing how it all will turn out!

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    1. Without a shirt or shoes ... or in the case of Oscar up there stark naked except for his sandals, with some conveniently positioned leaves!

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  2. If you've inherited the gardening gene from your parents your garden will be lovely one day Imogen :)

    p.s. nice pots - worth the struggle getting them home;)

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  3. You've got some lovely looking spots there! Kellie xx

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  4. I'm going to feel so grown up when we, one day, have our own home and yard! So exciting for you to be able to create the space that you want. I didn't realise that you could get Pohutukawa's here - I love those trees! Also, how good is the mini hills hoist! xx

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    1. I KNOW! I'm feeling pretty grown-up about the whole process too, it is a little surreal. The Pohutukawa came with the house, it is dense and really tall and home to the most amazing array of insects, which attract a fair few birds. The mini hills hoist was their christmas gift from grandma, it is fabulous, plus he is actually hanging out real washing there, meaning it also gets them involved in the chores. x

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