Buzzy

The men of the house wandered down the road to hunt for brown trout.

I stayed home and wheeled barrows of vintage 2006 manure around the garden.

I pulled up weeds, dug to my heart's content and planted shrubs and seeds.

I chatted with the hens and then built barriers to stop them having dust baths in my new sown seeds.

I sat and watched the bees buzz by and the blackbirds collect beakfulls of insects to take home to the kids.

The men came home with tall tales of the one that got away.