Happy Place!

Morning on the allotment. What could make it  even more therapeutic than spending time with the allotment girls? Making a good fire in the incinerator of course! Then pruning and breaking down the live and dead brambles and spiky  hawthorne along the path so I don't play slip slide every time I walk down it! Home to pot up my tulips and lilies, then back up to say goodnight to the girls and refill the incinerator - all without being scratched or falling! A few blisters and a patch of skin worn off my thumb from the pruning but well worth it!