Mine is a paltry 3 minutes and 7 seconds. It's sad, I know, but that is all I have managed so far. This year I aim to improve my record by a whole minute. That's right, I want to better my personal best with a full sixty seconds.
You know how it is when people come to visit your garden and say stuff like: Oh, what a gorgeous garden you have, you must spent hours just sitting there enjoying the wonderful view.
Yeah, right! Just between you, me and the apple tree over there, do they really think that we gardeners actually sit down in our gardens?
Because frankly, the only ones ever sitting down and relaxing in my garden are the cats,
I really don't have to explain it, do I? You know how it works. You go out into your garden with a nice cuppa tea fully intending to just sit down for a while and simply soak in the view. Ha, like that is ever going to happen!
Your bum has barely touched the seat of the chair or off you go as you've just now spotted a weed that needs to be weeded. And then you see another one and another one and ......... Suddenly, 3 hours later, you return to your chair and find that your tea has gone stone cold. Off you go to brew another cuppa.
There have been times, I confess it, where I deluded myself into thinking that I could actually read a book in my garden. More fool me, because before I even have the chance to open the book I'm struck by a plant in a pot that needs to be watered, pronto! And hang on, that shrub could do with a trim, the roses need deadheading, is that another weed I just spotted and the birdbath needs a refill and, and ....
While we're having this chat you've been admiring all the different seating areas in my garden. It's ironic, isn't it, that there are so many but they are hardly ever used, at least not by me.
Personally, I could happily throttle those ignoramuses that prattle on about my being able to sit down, relax and enjoy the fruits of all the hard work that I've put in to create my own green paradise. Little do they know that having a beautiful garden is frankly not what it's cracked up to be. What is the fun of not being able to put in at least an hour daily to just sit and gloat?
Mine is a cruel fate, I may have a gorgeous garden but it's unsitdownable.
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