Another gloriously sunny day spent working in the garden. It was the turn of the front today. I spent quite a few hours either on my knees pulling up herb Robert or up a ladder wrestling with our vicious wisteria. Suffice to say, it all looks a lot better now, with an improved kerb appeal. But the day didn’t start so sunny…
Farnham Park one misty morning
The walk into town was shrouded in fog. Though not so thick I didn’t see that some bored person or persons unknown had decided it would be great fun to pull over the steel fence around the new playground. I looked closely at the new (unused) pieces but could discern no damage. Fortunately. I guess their boredom didn’t extend to destruction of children’s playthings.
The fog lifted quite quickly and, back at home, I hitched up the poodles and we went for our walk. Carmen was still on the lead and today she wasn’t so keen. Every time Day-z ran off, Carmen would try and follow…until the lead stopped her flat.
Up near the castle, there was a surprise. The totem was undergoing some sort of additional construction around it. It looks like stepping stones and a big flat piece of wood. I will have to check tomorrow and see if it’s finished.
Working on the totem surrounds
Heading back home, Day-z had her usual run around the Squirrel Tree without success before we arrived at our front door, ready for the assault on the front garden.
Day-z at the foot of the Squirrel Tree
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I heard a programme on Radio 4 the other day where a guy posited that because so many people are wearing personal stereos, no-one whistles any more. He makes a good point. I whistle a lot but wouldn’t if I was plugged into an electronic device. Though I’d probably play air guitar, tap my feet and generally be very embarrassing.
