I swear that Bowser is some kind of closet doggy gardener because whenever I am working in my yard, he won’t leave me alone. He has the full roam of the property including my landlords’ much bigger yard but decides he must be in my business whenever he sees me with tools in hand.
I ran in to get a drink of water while preparing to install 2 new garden beds (just peeking on right hand side of photo). My taskmaster is watching me through the kitchen window.The Supervisor
My son-in-law suggested I use string in order to line up the new beds with the existing, for symmetry. This is how that went.
Someone grabbed the string and ran into his yard with it. Despite not being able to use the string, I did get the beds situated and filled with soil and even planted! With peas and marigolds. No thanks to my favourite photo bomber.Being a nuisance helper is hard work. Bowser dozing in the spring sun.Old Sleepy Face was relieved to come inside with me, and rest in style. But demanded scritches until he fell asleep. He seemed to think he deserved them, being such a Good Helper and all…and I obliged.Finally, peace for both of us.
We hope you are having a productive weekend, with lots of peace too.
