A lovely day, as good as
any seen over summer, was spent largely in the garden tackling our elderberry
bush (more like a tree really), which having escaped our attention last year
was heading up and over the barn roof threatening to impair our solar energy
production; stage one, shinning up the ladders into the jungle canopy and
lopping off branches was strenuous enough, but having left the lawn submerged
in a foot or two of greenery (fortunately the numerous berries had not yet
ripened otherwise it would have been squidgy and purplery as well), stage two
entailed spending a couple of hours cutting it to size and bagging it up for
the tip – which all left us, by teatime, somewhat bushed.
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