A very hot Sunday.
I spent a bit of the day sorting out something I have very little control of - the garden. It’s something that grows by itself, and since I spend nine months a year away from the little thing it doesn’t take much to make it look scruffy. Unfortunately, it seems that the garden has become sentient, as the ivy now had direct control as to whether or not water gets into our garden shed. And with the amount of rain we’ve got (it’s the wettest august since records began) we definitely had to get it sorted.
Hours were spent carting and moving ivy from it’s resting place on top of the shed’s roof and throwing it into the bucket. The extent of misuse definitely showed after a carpet of moss an inch thick was partly the reason for so much weight getting onto the roof. Let’s just say - it was not a pretty sight. Even some of the branches had to be SAWED off after not getting seen to for that long. In total we filled about 20 refuse bags full of garden waste and it will take several trips to the city refuse dump to get rid of it all.
We taught that garden. Let’s just hope it’s learned it’s lesson once and for all.
