Hard work never hurt me
We had a very hot, humid day today and like a fool, I went out to work in the gardens. At least I waited until the afternoon when the sun was off the area I planned to work in. I weeded and trimmed back the overgrown baby’s breath and a few other flowers. Then I hauled three overloaded wheel barrow loads of mulch from the driveway to the pond garden and got that put down. I still have a ton of work to do but at least I can see some progress now.
Around six thirty Dear Hubby came outside. He took one look at me and told me to quit before I had a heat stroke. I can’t help it if I sweat like a horse. It doesn’t have to be in the 90’s for me to look as if I just stepped out of a shower when I’m working. I know, ew tmi!
All this hard work will be worth it and I’ll be sure to take pictures and add them to my garden and pond page.
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Doggonedmysteries 
ive always wanted to have my own garden…so much for a green thumb, 😉
If you check out my garden and pond pictures you can see why I think the hard work is worth it. That’s 36 years of hard work.
I keep getting this picture of you beavering away in your garden with the frogs following you around begging for worms, and a chorus line of koi dancing encouragement. If this were a fantasy, I’d have the pooches lying in the shade enjoying the scene.
ROFLMAO!
The mugginess in England was unbearable yesterday.
In a few months we’ll both be wishing to have the heat back.