HOW TO SAVE A MARRIAGE

By the time you read this, our family may have disintegrated. We may have woken in the night with rage in our hearts and hatchet-ed each other to death. But . . . so far . . . so good . . .

Thanks to our bench.

I’ve explained (on my other blog - Esther’s Garden Notes) how, when we get cross with each other, this is where we sit while we stop being cross.

Over the last year, I’ve had a big uprooting of plants grown too big for our garden, so our quiet corner is currently more exposed than it usually is . . . which makes this the right moment to take its picture, even though the cold December light makes it look a bit bleak. (You have to allow for winter!)

I know people who live in big houses argue. I know people who have huge gardens get divorced. BUT . . . my campaigning point this Christmas is that just as every dwelling now has indoor sanitation, every home should have a garden, a growing space, a place to calm down in. It won’t stop all strife - but I bet it would save a few marriages.

Here we can sit and look up through the Cordylines and pretend we are somewhere exotic, abroad.

Do not be alarmed.

The house opposite is not sliding down a hill.

Blame the camera.

We can pretend the Cordyline berries are Christmas decorations.

And enjoy the flowers which aren’t in the picture - like this wallflower which thinks it’s a poinsettia.

Happy Christmas Everyone!
p.s. The Cordyline photo was taken on 17^th December 2011.The rest on the 21^st .
For the other post about our bench - click HERE.

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