First off, I really don’t get enough time to write in here, and if I did, this would be much more interesting because I have many sources for new and interesting experiences. The boys alone make me think about me and my own life in new ways and that’s fun in itself, but this is not for me and my introverted introspection, it is about forking and hoeing.
Before we get into the hoeing, just check out G being awesome.
Second off, I’ve nearly done with with the grass digging and the soil turning and I will be sowing in the next 10 days or so.
It’s been hard work to say the least and really, and it is quite easy to see why tractors were invented. The plot measures 2.2 m * 6.8 m and it’s probably taken about 16 man hours to get in into this state. I have been able to buy some awesome tools from a local shop (Groves - honestly the best garden centre ever). Imagining people doing this without iron tools is humbling. Although please keep in mind that even though I wasn’t built for manual labour, I still envy those tool less people who didn’t have to drive for 3 hours a day to sit in front of a computer for another 7.
Anyways, I digress.
Above you can see the state of play last weekend.
Boom, tonight at around 18:00.
I also ordered the flowers, I’ll write about that in more detail while I am at work. My right arm is killing me, that’s my forking arm. The hoeing hasn’t been easy either.
Posted on September 20, 2009
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