Jungle

And the medal of valour under extreme duress goes to my lawnmower, for cutting knee high grass and only fainting twice. And for agreeing to my stupid idea of mowing the roadside verge instead of weeding it. All my roadside weeds are one nice length now. And the award for best debut performance goes to my mini chainsaw, for getting thrown about and not cutting off my limbs or cutting through its own wire like its two predecessors. Special mention to Dave, who did some of the mowing under threat of wifely sulking. More tools, including Dave and I, shall be deployed tomorrow before the gardening mojo motivation disappears again. Bush pruning ahoy tomorrow!