Avoiding The Garden

The garden is off limits. The workmen are here, digging it all up. They are hard working and considerate. So far they have carefully moved weeds ready for replanting and crushed prized plants, but they mean well and openly admit that all plants look like weeds to them.

They have dug up all the old concrete paths and none of us could believe how much there was. 

All is going well but how do you explain all this to a young spaniel who believes this is his space. He has gazed longingly out of the window all day. I took him to the field nearby as a compromise. He ran around happily and I found this lovely little insect.