These last two days seem to have made such a difference.
First I decided that the buried problem of last month had to be unearthed and cleared properly.
(There is a pile of builders rubble lurking underneath this heap)
Then I got tired of waiting for my neighbour to cut down the elderberry trees that were killing the hawthorn hedge, so I did it myself.
(I do have a mixed hedge planted up waiting to be transplanted in the autumn to make a new hedge for my wildlife.)
I also grew impatient about burning the rest of the rubbish you can see here. The wind was blowing away from the dwelling houses (which means fires permitted) so that too is now gone. Reduced to the pile of ashes you see in the front of the picture above this one ..
(There is something really primitively satifying about sitting round a fire in the open air)
Sweet peas, Victorian climbing peas, French climbing beans and Runner beans are now planted, with the help of my young friend, under the close inspection of my dog Molly, and all the beds marked out in readiness for the rest of the veg.
All in all it was a satisfying, even if exhausting, two days. The gentleness of the sun as it began its descent washed over us, as we left, like a soothing balm filling us with a sense of peace and tranquility.