More time passes
Right, I'm still opperating with one hand, but I'm off the painkillers and daily making a nuisance of myself because I want to play in the garden. One day whilst er.. G/f goes to the Temple in Khorat, I sneak out and bash the old water pots with a hammer. This makes me feel that I am making a contribution, but leaves my left hand feeling useless for ages.
Inspired by this small success, I retrain the remaining fingers to hold the jod, and armed with some rope, a few stakes, a hammer and the usual sun protection, I start to make a path type clearing, down to the lake. The two poles mark the gateway in the wall. Note the handy, Issan style, wind gauge.
A quick check from the balcony, revealed that it was not quite in the right place and needed to go left a few yards. At least now I can get the barrow down to the lake without going the long way round. Next up, was a little repair work to the edges of the lake. This was a, relatively, simple job of clearing the soil back from the planks, checking the stakes to see how they had been broken, replacing the stakes and then shoving the earth back.
Many of the supports had been broken by the builders, who were making up cement for the improved water runoff on the lake side of the land drain. I ended up redoing about six metres of the edge and made a mental note to keep any future workmen, well away. What really annoyed me, was having to use up all my path making stakes, for another job.
The finished job pix have been lost/renamed/deleted so will will check back another time.
I needed some white paint, of any description, to highlight the drain planters, so that they stood out a bit. Don't ask me why but we had kept all the dead tins, under the watertank roof. Working on the principal that it was all water based, I found enough my mixing the dregs from six tins of ceiling white, one of wall white and some solid stuff from the base coat tub. The smell was indescribable but the concoction worked a treat. From a distance, the whole tree garden starts to look ok but the length of the grass is starting to hamper progress.
Not to worry, it will soon be party time and after we have picked up all the rubbish, the guy with the strimmer will be coming back to spend a day or two. I am quite looking forward to that first bonfire.