Himself has been as happy as a lark today doing more tree chopping down...though this time he's aimed for those which are seriously dead...there is one at the end of the garden which is so totally smothered in thick ivy it's virtually impossible to see what it is...two stupid wood pigeons nest there every year and lose most of their eggs...their nest is so haphazard that the eggs fall out and break...and that tree is rotten to the core. Himself gave it a push and it sort of keeled over into the river with a heavy sigh...
There is an elder on the other side which only has leaves at the very top...all the bottom bits are disintergrating into dust so that's gone as well...and I know, before you shout at me, that elders are sacred...but not if they're dead they're not...
It's amazing how much needs to be done in plain maintenence...we don't have a lawn but there is the grass round the garden has to be cut and then the fences always seem to be sagging or the fence posts are rotting 'cos they've been there for ages and Kittys sheep stuff their faces through to eat my blackcurrant bushes and then their fat bodies follow and the cattle lean on the wire and dribble and so that needs to be tightened up before I'm chasing baby bulls out of the garden...and I don't much care for baby bulls 'cos they tend to breathe heavily and sort of look at me with a glint in their eye as though they are weighing up their chances of squashing me into the ground...
Sheep are alright...they just dash about and bleat.
Just waiting for the delivery of the kitchen cupboard and then I'll have a proper sort of kitchen at long last...still can't find the ivy stencils so I scattered a daisy stencil about instead and it looks grand.
Then I did some sewing but need batting for the quilt before I can finish it...I've used my charity shop woollen blankets and will have to resort to buying proper batting unless the Hospice shop comes up trumps again...so after I'd sewn the binding on I was left a bit 'what shall I do nowish' and changed the birds water and wished I hadn't 'cos there were three great fat green slugs under his water bowl so I scraped them off onto a stone and then sprinkled salt on for good measure...
Actually I could have siphoned the redcurrant wine off it's thick layer of sludge but didn't think of that at the time so I cut some more Jellyroll up instead...might do a Rail Fence pattern next time...Jenny does her quilts in the Log Cabin pattern but I'll be dammed if I can ever get all the squares to match equally...could just be her glasses are better than mine of course but I have a feeling it's because I panic over the figures for the measurements...not being the best at sums.
Himself has fat laden sausages and mash for his supper tonight...I'm going to have pasta and cheese and olives...also fat laden when you think...