High summer and the rooftop is scattered with new, summery plants. Just the day before, we’d been admiring the quiet terrace, with its rose bushes, lavender, magnolia stellata. Peaceful and calming, I agreed with Henri.
But empty pots were calling. I told myself I’d buy one or two plants to fill some gaps. But I arrived at the garden centre just after their morning deliveries, to masses of summer planting. Shiny trays of colours and happiness.
