Saturday 7th July 2012 – 'Garden' (189/366)

My garden. Beyond The (splashing) Boy you will see lush, green leaves and the bushes and tress flourishing. As is the grass. Unfortunately it's at least six inches long and hasn't been cut in three weeks. The flowerbeds are full of weeds that I can't get out to to remove. His toys stand there looking forlorn begging to be played with, while raindrops glisten like diamonds before plopping onto the waterlogged lawn. And it's the 7th July.

This Summer sucks.