Hi everyone.
Apart from enjoying writing poetry, I love my garden, though I'm no expert. I like to get out on my small plot while I am still fit enough as my cervical cancer is now incurable. I am 80 so have slowed down a bit regardless of the cancer, but still fit enough to plant things and do a bit of weeding and hopefully mow the grass on a good day.
My garden was very neglected last year due to having numerous scans and tests at my local hospital to be diagnosed and then having chemo and radiotherapy for 5 weeks at Addenbrookes, plus brachytherapy which meant a short stay in hospital there..I had unpleasant side effects from the latter so could hardly leave my bungalow as needed the loo urgently every few minutes which was exhausting. I am just starting to get my enthusiasm back despite the terminal prognosis. I enjoy sitting outside when it's not too hot, listening to the birds singing, after an hour or two of light gardening. I find it very therapeutic, always have, but even more so now.
I've recently planted up a little 'hot' bed with colourful helenium, echinacea and coreopsis plus some contrasting blue ground cover campanulas.
Another trip to the nursery for some grasses to fill some more gaps methinks!.
Well done Nan. It is vital to slow down and keeping yourself busy tho careful and enjoing every moment. The gardening is my hobby too. Even when I was too tired to work, then coming in the garden to watch and listen to the bugs, butterfies, birds was a bit of joy. The garden used to also bring the memories of my beloved nan. I almost felt her soul next to mine when being around of flowers. She used to have pansies on her windowsill.
I send you a love and hug saying you are not alone 
