For the second of three days running, we described some of the principles of design as shown in our model, we answered questions on matters horticultural — and some that had no connection with that subject — and we invited people to match seeds with the plants they had come from, with seeds and seedlings as prizes. Various demonstrations on propagation and how to grow plants were given, and I ran a series of looped Power Point presentations on various subjects including the history of the Society, gardens featured in the Garden of the Year Competition, and invasive and indigenous plants and trees.
As some of our number were leaving in the afternoon, the heavens opened and a fair amount of getting wet happened, including to people assisting them with stuff to go to their cars – meaning me.
We had just retired to our cottage after supper when told on the intercom from the house that the next-door Jack Russell had arrived on the front doorstep. I proceeded out into more wetness to find out how he had progressed from one dog-proof garden to another dog-proofed garden. I failed. The owner was called back from being entertained at a friend’s house and she reclaimed a happy yapper, without being able to explain how her Houdini hound had done it.
Maybe the hound is a Spring-Heeled Jack Russell, descendant of the Victorian figure’s pet?
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As long as he isn’t Jack the Knife or the Ripper or the Beanstalk-grower-and-harvester, but he certainly is full of bounce!
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That’s an Oops! You’re going to HAVE to find out – right?
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We are trying, especially as he delivered a repeat-performance today!
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