Possession Challenge
This is our garden, not quite
Eden but as close to resembling that
fabled garden as we could manage
with little discussion required over
appetites for forbidden fruit. It is
where we spend countless hours
absorbed in primping floral displays
of seasonal perennials and summer
annuals co-ordinating colour and
the garden architecture of flowering
shrubs, showy ornamental trees
climbing roses and fragrant heritage
species along with whatever we can
purloin from a nearby forest of
native flowering species. All to
tease the senses and please our
restive aesthetic. We are attentive to
irrigation requirements and respond
to deadheading spent blooms, and
the need to pluck garden pests from
destroying the vibrant harmony of
the landscape. The lawns must be
maintained, green and lush as the
requisite background to our
pleasure in what we accomplish.
Other inhabitants of this household
feel confident in their opinion that
this has all been presented for their
personal leisure, in tribute to the
esteem in which they are regarded
as the ultimate household rulers.
Tuesday, July 19, 2016
Labels:
Poetry
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