Home in my garden again – so so sweet to see everything after one week away. My husband had done a great job watering – but did he see everything? And what about the deers, did they find their way to the roses? With husband in charge of the trimmer, I was right behind to stop him from devasting different kinds of plants on his way around the garden. To him everything looks like something worth chopping with the trimmer. I remember first year here, it was the time of trimming the apple trees. In the middle of us trimming, I got a phone call and went into the house for five minutes. Back in the garden, I discovered he had emptied a whole branch from all its buds, and he was so proud he had done a “good job”. Took some years for that apple branch to recover!
Author: Eva the Gardener
Last minute gardening at Skanda
The rain just poured down my last day at Skanda. I watched the rain from under the roof of the lower garden, water transforming the soil between beds to canals. The woodchuck living under the barn had temporarily been blocked. I discovered he had a convenient entrance to the garden by the side, so I blocked that entrance with metal boards and steel bands. Hm, will be exciting to see what he makes of that!
After a nice warming tea and something to eat, it was already pitch dark outside. I borrowed a flashlight, attached it 
to my forehead, grabbed the planting tools and headed for the upper garden. It was 10 PM and a drizzling rain. But I wanted the herbs into the garden before leaving for Sweden early in the morning. Took a final look at the attractive corner with two chairs, an installation that I invented the same day – what a nice spot for a cup of coffee in the morning.
Good bye Skanda for this time, see you soon again!
Crazy Swedish Gardener 