First published in June 2019
so my kind of gardening (pot after clay pot)
counts as cheating in a big way - like
ready-meals, I suppose.
bold geraniums, their cousins
frill-leaved pelargoniums, pretty thumb-pink begonias
splash colour across the patio in minutes, as pots are grouped
together against a wall, on steps into the garden proper.
I'm conscious I didn't coax my flowers from seedlings,
didn't feed and water them as they budded or watch them
colour, open bright petals ready to catch the eye.
I confess I bought them fully grown from supermarket shelves,
from nursery and garden centre.
as far as the truly green-fingered
are concerned I'm branded
as a garden cheat.