Living close to the town centre has the downside that parking can be a bit of a pain and many houses do not even have their own drive. We are lucky enough to have a small space in front of the house, but only just big enough to squeeze in one car and only after careful negotiation of the old stone wall posts and other cars parked too close...
Does this mean there is no room for a little bit of floral welcome outside the front door? Nonsense. There is always room for a twig and a handful of moss!
And between you and me, I sometimes hear little voices from the flowering baskets. Oh yes, it is as true as the sky is blue. Little voices whispering 'welcome home'.
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