So that was okay. :)
(I admit I often do that kind of thing (and had in fact in this case) for the benefit of any potential onlookers, but I'd never had (or caught) one before. It was pretty funny. :))
Speaking of compost (sort of) in a fit of enthusiasm inspired by my friend Chrysoula, I have bought the roses and raspberries I want to plant in the back garden along the wall. Unfortunately I haven't cleared out the growing area there, so ... I gotta go do that. And I suspect I essentially lack the materials required to do it properly, but I'm going to go attack it with a rake in a few minutes here and at least attempt to beat back the dead stuff. Then I may go at it all with the giant hedge shears, after which I should be thoroughly exhausted, particularly since I got up at 4:40 this morning. @.@
I have probably too-ambitious dreams of putting a container-garden together on the garden walls, too. I mean, truthfully what I need for it is a concrete drill, some hanging baskets and some compost (I have seeds), which isn't very much but which may be more than I have actual enthusiasm for. But I'd really *like* to...
