Thursday, 01 February 2018 13:07
Sadly, while we were away over Christmas, our front lawn (consisting of a small patch of grass - Mark's pride and joy), died. Although there have been numerous attempts to resuscitate the lawn, Mark has thankfully had some results following the recent rain! But with the growth of fresh new grash, comes he wicked weeds. I got home the other day and Mark was walking oddly. Turns out he'd spent a good half day bent over removing weeds.. I'd like to call it the downward gardener position, possibly not as positive on the body as a downward dog?!