Yesterday I worked non stop almost decimating trees and shrubs in my driveway, they were all about 11 or 12 feet high, and I've reduced them all to around 3ft, it was backbreaking work but i kept at it and ached all over, and now where do i put all the detritus, its a huge amount and i guess i will have to do multiple runs to the local tip.( oh my poor car🥵) I used to drag small amounts across the road to a wooded area, but afraid i cant do this now because no doubt i would be spotted and get reported, a few years ago we could have bonfires, but now that's banned to.
However, the fact is whilst i was so busy it took all my anxiety away, well, some of it, and i felt rejuvenated by my efforts. Gardens can take us into another world , away from pressing times of the day, and watching inquisitive birds is quite therapeutic, and seeing newly planted flowers emerging is rather wonderful.
I did think with all this hard work i would sleep well, but no such luck because my little dog Yonnie wasn't to well, but when i looked through his fur i spotted two wretched tics, but luckily i could remove them and this morning she Seem's much better. 😢