Old Thing after the numbness of winter. A little more light, few birds singing, and the desires of planting, sowing returning at a gallop.
small tour in the garden that looks more like a battlefield than anything else, with its empty tanks and mine defeat. . .
But before considering anything, before planting or sowing, weeding should be.
Because I refuse to use any chemical, because my back does not allow me wholesale handicrafts (genus remove a thin layer of soil with the weeds with a hoe). . . because I'm very patient. . . and a little lazy, I adpots method "weeding tarp.
Some agricultural tarpaulins retrieved, kept by old tires left at my request by the former owners. . . and a little time ...
And when you move the sheets sometimes there are surprises. . . "Oops, sorry to have bothered you..."
And then, because we can not do that work, a short walk the lond of the river, to admire the small wonders of nature. . . Numb still small morning frosts.
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