Where does the time go? A rhetorical question, of course, designed to deflect attention from the fact that I seem to have been waiting weeks to upload some photos from a recent (ha?) return visit to the gardens at Ninfa. I’m uploading four at a time, partly to lessen the load and thus make it more...
It is not for me to judge perfection. But there are occasions that come pretty damn close, and last weekend was one of them. It all started with a call from my dear old friend Rob. I'll summarize his rambling: "We have a spare ticket to Van the Man at Audley End. It's yours if you want it". Of cours...
