Weeded by hand, forked and weeded again.
Propped to upright lavender bushes leaning over the grass. I wanted to lift and move back but wasn't sure that they would survive.
Since pruning roses have pruned more.
Further along before finishing forking completely the worst and hardest part.
Gone the logs...which were like this
Gone the daffodils. Logs piled under the table and to the right behind the metal chair where I was storing rose prunings before burning.
I broke the broken ladder which escaped the decheterie to prevent the logs having risk of getting wet. |
VOILA. DER DAR! |
I cleared this pile of other wood needing to be made into kindling or small logs, then added more, so now it is thrice the size ready for the chainsaw or saw. |
My reward a raw veg salad with couscous and unusual for me to imbibe beer
That's it folks. The saga of 11 days of Lockdown in France with more to go!!!! Bon courage et Bon Santé wherever you are... Keep sage and safe. Be Kind to one and all. Love you all...xxx
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