One of my promises to myself for the new year is to spend more time in the garden.  So out I go to investigate the baron wasteland that used to be a lush garden.  It is bad….so bad.  I know there is little point watering the dry twigs or replanting until this heatwave is over so…. I figure …. this is a chance for garden sculpture to come to the fore.
Brass peacocks will do the trick.  They will survive the drought and make little noise.

Is your garden looking sad?