Achy-breaky back.

Since moving into this house... sorry, my home, in September, there has been something I have been dieing to do.
My house has an enormous garden. Enormous...it has fruit trees and everything! It had to be fenced and then I waited till now to pay someone to dig me a H.U.G.E. flower bed. It has to be huge because the enormous garden would look silly with a teeny-tiny one, and I had alot of plants already, sitting around in pots waiting for a flower bed to be planted into.

Flower bed dug, it was time to put in the plants. I spent ages moving them about in the new bed making sure they were all in the right places, sorting out what would flower when, what was evergreen and so be seen in the winter, making sure that the plants that flower the colours with the next plant worked, and ... you know... stuff! This took ages... with lots of stareing, muttering and then moving of plants. I love this bit. Making sure its gonna look just the way I want it to. I know there are going to be things that arent right and I shall probably move things as the year progresses, but I wanted the basic structure to be perfect.

That done I then spent nearly 3 hours digging them in. I did have 2 quick cups of coffee in that time and spent 10 minutes lying flat out on the grass groaning about having a sore back.

This morning I have an achy back..... and the promise of a beautiful garden! Alan would be proud!!


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