Hubby worked like a Trooper (and swore like one on occasion!). Jason pulled, dug and shredded for all he was worth, aided and abetted by Sophie the Collie.
I meanwhile was on my hands and knees pulling out the vast assortment of weeds that had taken up residence around the walls of the house. Horrible prickly things that worked their way through my gloves and stuck all over me. The wretched things were evicted and tipped into the compost bin, the stones were swept back into the border that runs against the side of the house and then the more pleasurable job of planting up some tubs could commence.
The front door - before
A mini Stonehenge was discovered in all the undergrowth! We are going to save all these lovely original old decorative stones to place in a border around the big pond. They should all have a circular stone that sits on top but up to now we haven't found them. We live in hope!
Towards the end of the day a very tired but happy Hubby suggested a bonfire to clear the area, we quickly assembled it and the enjoyable task of burning all the dead wood and weeds was begun. We did save all the good logs (especially the old apple wood) for the house fire. To say it started as large would be an understatement, we lit the fire at about 3pm and on looking out the window when I went up to bed at 11.30pm the embers were still casting a eiry glow across the field.
It was a happy weekend with lots achieved, lots of laughs, and the difference that we can see today is truly amazing. We finished the weekend off with lovely hot bubbly baths and a tasty roast chicken, cooked in the Aga surrounded by vegetables, while we soaked. We watched 'Lost' on TV and went to bed chilled and happy (and aching in muscles we didn't even know we had).
The back door of the farmhouse - welcoming at last.
Hope your weekend was as enjoyable and as productive, if not - there's always next weekend!!