Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's...

I have a confession to make. It's not something I'm proud of and it may shock some readers, but it's something I feel I must share.

I'm unfaithful to my garden.  I have a roving eye. I've tried to fight it, but I'm too soon undone by a flash of bright colour caught out of the corner of my eye, or the silken curves of a soft petal, or the subtle scent of one of nature's beauties.

Only this morning I found myself gazing quite enviously at the roses of my neighbour.

Exhibit A: the Rose of my neighbour

But, I couldn't just stop there.  No.  Another soon caught my eye.

And then another.

To make matters worse, I don't even know their names. I have a passing familiarity with the rose, but the others are just beautiful strangers.

I spiralled ever downward, down into the dark pit of unbridled envy.  Each click of the shutter another slap in the face of human decency.

Thankfully, the clattering of a neighbour soon sent me scurrying back to my own patch of earth.  Red-faced and ashamed.

Until next time.

Oh, and I've now read the manual for my camera :)