Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
Busy In The Garden
by Russell Turner - 18:02 on 20 April 2016
Today I ran out of excuses – warm, sunny weather and nothing else to do meant that the mower made its first appearance this year. Two hours later, low on petrol, the biggest half of the job was complete. Molehills had been levelled, baby knotweeds plucked, and branches and twigs gathered and added to the bonfire pile, including several willow twigs that had begun to take root.
The forecast is good so the rest of the lawn may get done tomorrow, then several barrowloads of weeds will have to be uprooted, by which time the grass will need cutting again. A gardener's work is never done.
Earlier, Pandora had her own horticultural fun, which Matchgirl and I were alerted to by deafening alarm calls from Mr Pheasant who objected to The Tabby Terror investigating his territory in the wilderness at the bottom of the garden. Unconcerned, Pandora climbed a handy pine tree until she reached a fork maybe twenty-five feet from the ground from where she surveyed her domain.
Matchgirl, told of her darling pet's recklessness, refused to look, preferring not to contemplate her moggy's distance from earth, so it was me that checked ten minutes later to find the feline adventurer back on solid ground and licking out, with great enjoyment, what may have been a pheasant eggshell.
Literary Update: Memories of a Ben Line Man continues to sell like grog in a harbourside tavern. We're just a handful away from five hundred sales with continued interest by shorebound ex-matelots showing no sign of waning.
Late News: I've just seen the reports of Victoria Wood's death – another hero gone.
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