Posted: 08/10/2015 at 22:48
I've hardly been out for weeks but I think I broke the pattern at last.
I at last managed to get out since hurting my back a couple of weeks ago and decided to start gently by raking up all the leaves from under our cherry tree. They'll make leaf mould for next year. Then decided to do some weeding and had a shock. I had been moving rocks and stones from one end of a raised bed to the other as I worked on clearing the weeds under them - when suddenly... THE ROCK IN MY HAND MOVED!!!
It was a great, fat, white toad. Very disrespectful appearing without warning like that - and covered in dirt too! Clearly no sense of presentation!
After my initial seismic shock I instinctively decided that for his own safety he needed to be back under a rock - preferably one that wouldn't get moved again accidentally. I rolled him gently into the first gap I could see - the one you see here: by pure chance, in tossing the rocks to one side while weeding, I had built a perfect cave; quite stable too. You can just see him (or her?) peeking out to the right of the green stick...
Just before turning in I checked three gutters where they run into the downpipes just to make sure the heavy rain hadn't blocked them with moss again. It had! But unlike the previous time when I had to cut into a blocked downpipe to clear it, due the little chickenwire filters I had made for the top of each downpipe, the job of clearing was a doddle.
Yep, I guess I did get some gardening done today.