Greg and I spent the weekend trying to regain our hold on our little piece of paradise. Â Oh my the trees around here deposit enough debris to drive the best of gardeners to distraction. Â As we live on a fairly steep block, just walking to the letterbox and back is a workout in itself. Â Multiply that by 1000, and pushing a wheelbarrow full of debris, who needs a gym! Â Greg manned the bonfire and did the work of twenty. Â Between kid wrangling and raking the driveway, as well as removing that last of the agapanthus from the backyard, my legs are somewhat reluctant to function normally today. Â On the up side, I can now look out and enjoy the view, well except for the back footpath that is currently piled knee high with all the stuff Greg swept off the roof. Â The previous people who built the house, designed it with a flat roof. Â Not really sure what they were thinking at the time, as it collects everything. Â The only bonus is, that the roof is safe to walk on without the worry of falling off easily.
The lawn is all nice and trim again, although with a couple more warm days, that will not last! Â Considering it takes Greg 3 hours to mow (4-5 if he has to whipper snip), I know he’d love to only have to mow once a year.
Of course being so busy, we forgot to take before and after photos, so we are probably the only ones who will notice a difference, but that’s good enough for me.
Hope you had a great weekend too?