Text and images Britt-Arnhild Wigum Lindland
The greenhouse. My greenhouse. The tiny little house which was so hard to put together. Do you remember?
Now it stands in a corner of our garden. A daily source of pleasure.
If it rains there is room inside for one. Just perfect for me.
In the sun I can sit outside. With my diary. A mug of tea. A book.
A greenhouse has been a dream of mine for so long.
Now it stands there, and though it is small it is perfect for me.
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The first tomatoes will soon start to ripen. Do you have any good recipes to share?
