10th May 2021
The start of another week, and a visit to the kinesiologist for yet more supplements I guess.
I was working on the project dresser, planing up timber I salvaged from the pallet that the paving slabs were deliver on.
I laid up several panels letting them dry in the sun whilst I went on with a bit of groundwork.
This for all intents and purposes this is working on the garden, but because I see “Groundwork” and the side of many trucks driving about, so I adopted it, it sounds more impressive than “gardening “ anyway that’s what old folks do
I watered the area that I reseeded, nothing much is happening yet.
There were many shoots of grass growing out of the decorative stones at the front of the property which have to be cleared all the time, so the thought crossed my mind that I could transplant them into the bare patches of the lawn. If it worked for Elton John why wouldn’t it work for my lawn.
I decided to give it a try, I gathered up the shoots and made a hole in the ground with a screwdriver pushing the clump into the hole, pressing the soil around it.
If I dared to mentioned it to Kelli I’m sure she would just roll her eyes, and make a squeaking to indicate that I’m tight, I guess I might be, squeak squeak!


