Lovely morning, opened the greenhouses, watered and weeded gently. Found the thick gloves and the loppers and the secateurs and went down to start cutting back the stuff round the pond. A visitor! Very welcome and a good friend who enjoys looking at the garden and plants, but it does stop the working. While having coffee a knock on the door and there is the woodman with a double load of logs. So we spend the time till lunch moving these thrice warming pieces of firewood into the woodshed. (Thrice warming? 1Moving them! 2. Chopping them! 3. Burning them!)
So gardening nil. Now? Well my back has gone into spasm from moving the wood, so I am going to put on my back support and go round Powys gardens. Perhaps we will get something done this evening, but don't bank on it.
