Well you have to if you *have* a garden of course… which we do after a fashion. I’ll load photos up when it looks good… sometime in the next ten years maybe.
While my mind likes gardening, I think my body loathes it. This might explain the aches and pains I develop after just a few minutes. I started at 10:00 a.m., it’s now around 2:00 p.m. so the mast I’ve done is 4 hours… and I’m knackered š
Arms ache from pushing the mower, knees ache from trying to crawl up the garden hacking out the jasmione which is just about to flower (couldn’t pick a worse time to trim the jasmine but it has to be done), back hurting from
weed pulling etc and shifting bits of play equipment (trampoline and garden swing set) round the pocket handkerchief thing at the back we call a garden.
It’s hard to believe such a small area can generate so much work… especially after we paid a landscapoer a fortune to create an easy maintenance layout.
Landscaper? Don’t get me started agaihn… grrr… anyway, I have to go. The lawn sprinkler is still on so needs moving.
The Eclectic Interweb 