Spring, 2002.
Buds all popping and youg shoots and leaves appearing. We have rock flakes on the ground as a mulch.
Down below. Our small lawn.
The Courtyard on a Sunday morning.
At last. Ann out on the water in her boat.
The Garage Distillery! Legal too!
Fee Fi Fo Fum,
I can smell the Gin, Whisky of an Englishman.
From left to right – Filtering, Fermenting and Distilling.
