So after some homeschooling with the girls and trying to get my head around Cretaceous carbon sinks I headed out before the rain. Quick check on the bunnies:
|The warren is coming along well|
|Tomatoes on the bottom, squashes on the top |
(to stop greenhouse blowing away)
So I think I achieved quite a bit in the garden.
As an aside, I took the dog out late this morning and we met a tiny lady walking along. Out of the undergrowth leapt an enormous Rottweiler who bounded heavily towards me and Scruff, barking deeply, teeth bared and hackles raised. The lady said "Oh don't mind her - Rotties are always a bit noisy when they're playing..." Playing?? What is it with people and their enormous dogs? However 'friendly' and 'playful' they may be, having a dog the size of a small ox thundering at you looking for all the world like it's going to consume both you and your spaniel in one mouthful is more than a little disconcerting and quite what this bird-like woman would have done had her darling Rottie decided to do just that, I really don't know. She did helpfully point out that my dog would be able to outrun her dog anyway...I'm not sure if I'd have been able to though!