Near the wishing well, it has become favorite place to philosophize on. It will be interesting to see how it will look when it’s all surrounded by roses. But even without the roses. I love the primroses sunny glow and the other spring flowers too.
As you can see, I changed the bench. The old I had before had done its work. It was dangerous to sit on it. Wind and weather had left its mark. This bench found my mother at a flea market for a cheap price. I painted it in white. It became like new.
I like details that I can see from different angles. Here is what I see from the bench. nearly the wishing well.