Putting the (front) garden to bed.

I had an hour and a half alone in the office first thing, as both Sara and Sheila were out, and it was lovely and quiet without anyone coming in and disturbing me! Not that I would have minded, but it did mean I could get on and do a fair bit of work before the others arrived for their shift.

So, there were only four of us until I went home at 2pm, and it was very pleasant indeed. Keith collected me at 2pm, and we went home to have a cup of tea and a flaky mince pie before I made a start on our unkempt front garden. The grass on the verge was long and scruffy, and the bush was overgrown. I felt ashamed!

Cutting the grass was difficult as I'd left it too long, and it was thick and damp even though the sun was shining. It was mild, and I soon felt hot and sweaty as I worked away! It's unbelievable to think that next week it'll be November! Keith came out and helped me sweep up the multitude of leaves, and I weeded the soil and cut back some of the Hypericum. We said we wouldn't let it go mad again, and we have!

When I finished the front, I swept up all the leaves from the driveway. We both agreed that it looked a lot better and won't now have to be mowed until next Spring. I've left the back garden for the time being!

Sophie came home and said she wasn't looking forward to cooking the chicken stir-fry but she did a great job of it, and the meal was delicious! Keith and I played cards again, I lit the fire in the living room and we listened to music. It was wonderful and cosy!