Out of the kitchen window, a small terraced garden lies in the sun.
The backdrop is leaf-green and wood-brown, the performers are kaleidoscopic bursts of colour.
Hot pink, bright red, navy blue and white-violet pansies skip in between yellow sunflowers, that stretch like ballerinas. From terracotta pots burst purple stars, blood-red drops and pink and yellow carnations.
Herbs march up stage-left and emerald grass glistens, in centre stage.
But down stage, lies a pot on its side, and there’s a lump in the middle of perfection. The helper has replanted the nut.
It’ll be a beautiful centre piece one day.