So much for a quick job replacing the top rail on the balustrade while the family were out. It’s all completely rotten. The whole lot will need renewing. As they say: no rest for the wicked.
Nobody will ever understand what an achievement this complete and utter bodge is for me. A new post, only slightly wonky. And a new fence cobbled together from two broken panels. It’s true that it makes last week’s job look quite professional by comparison. But the fact I was able to do something at all …
The perfect day to start on those long neglected garden jobs.
Spring is the best time for finding faith, for this is when we see the hibernating winter plants return to life right before our eyes, synthesizing cursive leaves from nothing but air, water and sunlight. If that doesn’t stir your soul, nothing will.
Wonderful light across the valley this evening.
Finally got around to editing my wife’s latest video.
Fruits of the garden: grapes, tomatoes, cucumbers, apples. Harvested just moments ago, to be gobbled down by a hungry family for breakfast. Here, more immense blessings to be grateful for.
Only a fool would decide to do gardening with a bad back. But I am a fool.
I haven’t done a garden post in a long time, primarily because I hardly ever seem to have time to do any gardening anymore. But as my beloved insisted I clean the pond filter and tackle another invasion of Box Tree Moth caterpillars again, I thought to myself, “Why not?”
