I do love a good bookish fill-in-the-blanks meme so was delighted to see that Karen of Cornflower Books has started a garden-themed one in honour of the Chelsea Flower Show! As usual, the challenge is to complete the sentences using the titles of books you’ve read this year. Here’s what I came up with:
Early this morning as I was Loitering with Intent, I stepped out of Marling Hall into the garden and bent down to touch One Dog and His Boy.
As dawn broke and I took in my surroundings I noticed several things: The Rose Garden was struggling due to The Unbearable Bassington, Half a Crown had been dug up in A Little Folly under the Family Roundabout, but with help from a Dear Friend and Gardener and knowledge gleaned from Miss Bunting, I was able to bury it with Success.
Later, Belinda popped in to take a cutting or two; A Force to be Reckoned With, she told me, but she pointed outmy Crooked House.
Taking a well-earned rest from the weeding and chatting over the wall with The Curious Gardener from next door, I mentioned We Have Always Lived in the Castle and remarked on How It All Began, but then when Mr Pim Passes By, we said It’s Too Late Now and I went back to do a little light pruning.
My garden was once A Gentle Plea for Chaos, but tending it is a joy and part of The Element of Lavishness.
Very well done!
Yours is nice too 🙂
Well done, a fun exercise
Love this! And that picture is so lovely. Has the Chelsea Flower show happened yet? One day I would love to go to that…Have a wonderful weekend!
this is truly amazing !
What fun — thanks — here’s mine: http://harrietdevine.typepad.com/harriet_devines_blog/2012/05/garden-meme.html
Oh, how fun was that!
Well, this was just too much fun.
Early this morning as I was At Knit’s End, I stepped out of Vittoria Cottage into the garden and bent down to touch The Dragonfly Pool.
As dawn broke and I took in my surroundings I noticed several things: The Nightingale was struggling due to The Pursuit of Love; a Farthing had been dug up Before the Poison On Green Dolphin Street, but with help from The Help, Among Others, and knowledge gleaned from The Motorcycle Diaries I was able to bury it not Too Close to the Falls.
Later, Young Mrs. Savage popped in to take a cutting or two; Don’t Tell Alfred, she told me, but she pointed out my Language of Bees.
Taking a well-earned rest from the weeding and chatting over the wall with The Tall Stranger from next door, I mentioned Hons and Rebels and remarked on their being Naughty in Nice.
My garden was once Our Tragic Universe but tending it is a joy and part of The Day of Small Things.
So glad I started this bit of silliness!
This is my first attempt at a meme and I played a bit with the narrative but here is my offering. I would so love to attend the Chelsea Flower Show, wouldn’t you?
http://bellebookandcandle.blogspot.com/2012/05/garden-stroll.html