Green Green Grass...

Chemical this Brother...

Oh the joy! Remember Old Ned and the chemical brother drama? Well I am very pleased to report that the delicate little green patch under the stairs is well on the road to recovery. However now I have an extra weeding job on my list. sigh.

Oh the golf ball?

That is one of The Guard Dogs favorite toys.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

Old Ned is a Chemical Brother...

This has to be some form of Garden Terrorism. Under the stairs that lead from the deck to the backyard I had a lovely patch of ground cover.

My four year studies in agriculture do not lend itself to identifying the Latin name or the ordinary garden variety term for that matter. Needless to say the delicate green ground cover kept the wayward grass and weeds at bay. That was until Old Ned came and preformed a little maintenance.

The now barren obis under the stairs...

Notice that the only thing to survive is grass.

This was not an issue before the attack of

Old Ned and his chemical spray!

Every day as I tend to the worm farm I also tend to the barren ground.
Slowly the delicate green ground cover is reclaiming the space.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

Old Ned and The Twig

Dear Old Ned he is a wonderful fellow.

We had a small problem with the front door of the Manor so Old Ned was called to fix it.

he unscrewed

He chiseled.

and chiseled.

Then he realised that he needed to fill a small hole in the timber frame.

There was only one 'issue' - he didn't have any product to fill the gap.

Never mind, Old Ned is not old for nothing.

He simply took a small twig from a tree and whittled it to size.
Then hammered it in.

Door 'issue' resolved.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor