I have been making plans – the Sage is a great one for plans which take years to be put into action, but mine are more purposeful. The first thing to do is to make the leaky bit of roof watertight, but after that I am getting a new gate/gatepost/fence to the Ups and Downs, because I am going to finish the flower bed by the Wall. I had a load of manure delivered by that last small area, but that’s nearly been cleared now. I can’t do that until I’ve replaced the fencing and that has to be attached to the gatepost and that to the gate – it’s all long overdue.
After that, we have two cherry trees and a broom that have died mysteriously, and they have to be taken out. This is an ideal opportunity to put in the old lamp standard that we bought a couple of years ago. It’ll be just like Narnia*.
After that, I’m going to do away with a smallish round flower bed that has never been any good because a seam of gravel runs through it, so it dries out in no time. A potentilla and a hebe hold on to life, but I shall dig them up, taking cuttings first in case they don’t survive. It’ll be a nice place to put a table and some chairs, to enjoy the evening sun.
After that, the pond needs clearing out and re-lining.
Then, it might be time to turn my attention to the summer house. But that might have to wait until next year.
Oh, and I’ve rebooked my motorbike test, that I had to abandon six weeks ago, when the Sage got a last-minute appointment at the hospital. I’ve not felt able to make plans since, it’s all been too distracting. But now, I feel compelled to get on with things. Life’s too short to wait for the right moment. Wisely, Russell completely agrees with me. Heh.
*only in respect of the lamp. I don’t expect eternal winter, let alone a dodgy Queen with poisoned Turkish Delight, let alone talking animals. And I don’t have a fur coat.