Let's have a little frolic around The Pudding Garden. We have got more flowers than usual in our garden this summer but I am afraid I don't know their names and Mrs Pudding, who would know the names, has just gone over to Tideswell Church where our daughter will be married in two weeks' time.
But I do know the names of our pet sheep. That's Beau on the left with her lamb Peep who never seems to grow old. Behind them there's a little path - between the two pots - that leads to the top part of the garden where you will find our vegetable plot, the composting bins, the fruit trees, the bramble hedge and the gate into the back lane.
You will also find The Lord Buddha who I have presented with a gift of conkers. I prayed that he would fend off garden slugs from the hostas. What use is a deity if it cannot keep garden pests away?
And these gaudy flowers are now growing up in the vegetable plot where there would normally be potatoes and onions growing - things you can eat. I believe these flowers are called zinnias but they might be daffodils. The photograph doesn't show this but they were dancing in a stiff breeze when I pressed the camera button.
It's nice to have a garden. It's good for the soul. Some friends of ours have recently moved into a second floor flat in a gated apartment block. All they have now is a balcony when before they had a garden with grass, hedges, flowers and vegetables. Personally, I wouldn't like such a change - not at this time in my life anyway.