
Of course the rain in this Sceptred Isle contributes to its lush greenery, as a New Zealand relative reminded me at the weekend. At the moment there is a green woodpecker to be seen in this garden fairly regularly, and just now a robin is nesting nearby. Every time I go down the path to make a cup of tea, he flies out and up into the copper beech. Poor thing! I wish I could convey to him that I would not ever harm him or his family!