Over the last couple of years, a fox had been digging a hole in our garden. Last Summer, a friend of ours watched a frog emerge from the hole, so we were reluctant to fill it in. But now we’re moving away, it was a quick job that needed doing in the garden.
Meanwhile, indoors, there has been a bowl of pet rocks taking up space in the utility room.
Time for a final goodbye and a burial in the garden. No need to dig a hole: the fox already did that.
Ashes to ashes.
Not a very large attendance as you can see. Just me.
Then a bit more tidying up in the back garden, including removing several pounds of rubble that somehow ended up here when the neighbour demolished his garage. I was just glad I didn’t find any asbestos, I think he carefully hid all that in the skip.
And in the front, Liesel picked several buckets full of weeds from the bed with the lavendar and rosemary. She found some bulbs there about the sprout. What a bonus, no idea how they got there, but really pleased at one of the first signs of Spring!