Chest High Wall

There wasn't a cloud in the sky so we took the opportunity to do some swift gardening. That horrible red weed thing crept back in, flourishing across every patch of soil that didn't have another plant firmly anchored in place. We filled two sacks almost exclusively of the stuff and the garden looks all the better for it. With great waste comes great responsibility so we booked in a trip to the dump. Rebecca disappeared into the cupboard under the stairs and managed to pull bulky trash from there like a magician. We filled Rebecca's car to the rafters, hocked it over a chest high wall and felt good about ourselves for the rest of the day. For bonus points, we took the picnic blanket out into the park, sat down and sunned ourselves in mid-April. Gotta enjoy it while we got it..