Wednesday 10 April 2013

The Right Kind of Magnolia

Three whole years ago, over my first winter in Swanvale Halt, the snow brought down the lovely magnolia tree planted by my predecessor-but-three. The stump has remained and the corner of the front garden where the tree stood has become progressively more disgusting. Today I finally got around to buying a new infant magnolia and planted it out.
It's there, in the middle, with the tag around it. I hope my nan's concrete tortoise will do a better job looking after it than he did of some other recent additions to the garden. Trouble is, he moves even slower than the slugs.

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