Ever so balmy today: I was out forking it in bright, warm sunshine, with deafening bird song from every branch. Spring overwhelms the senses after the dinge of winter. It’s been a season that has felt positively Narnian in its unrelentingly grim and joyless sogginess. Today, the big cat of Easter time was padding about, mane-frisking and defrosting fauns with vernal vigour.

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That’s enough Lewisian joy, perhaps. But it’s unsurprising, given the light has just changed. It makes it a pleasure to be outside – especially seeing as it’s revealing a winter’s worth of dimly illuminated dusting inside. It’s called spring cleaning for a reason… and it’s easy to ignore when there are such delights to be had in the garden.

While there was no one thing that got done today, there was a number of small beginnings and continuations. As well as a bit of back lawn repair re-seeding, there were still more bramble tussles in the veg plot. It doesn’t look much (see above), but it’s definitely moving along:

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This is the overflow pile formed because the wheelie bin is rammed full of knots, crowns, clods and roots:

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The fortnightly collections recommence this week after a five month winter break, so a lot of the more annoying matter can start to ‘disappear’ this way.

We were also at the unwieldy laurel tree, with the intent of making an elevated platform for the little ones to sit in. (I mean our kids, obviously. The pixies have a different area.)

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The pallet you can see here will need a bit of modding to sit in right. The collared doves that usually occupy the tree and hoot loudly all afternoon were most put out. It was not entirely  anthropomorphic whimsy to hear the disgusted tut as one flew off when I clambered up to start moving small branches. “The apes have invaded our arboreal sanctum.” (Noel Coward voiced collared dove.)

The pallet came as part of a nice lot of freecycling, thanks to the staff at Knox Saw Mills.

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There are enough here for the treehouse as well as the main planned project, which is to build a compost box. This will most likely go somewhere back and to the right of where they lie currently.

In a packed programme of partially-tackled projects, I also took steps towards the construction of the herb garden:

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This will continue to the left and behind the blackcurrant plant you can just about see, forming slightly raised beds, edged using blocks of concrete from under the old hedge. Top tip: Don’t start something like this 10 minutes before dinner.

Factor in rigging up a washing line, and frequent breaks for hide and seek, mud pies, trampolining and general rampaging – “… and the kids played around a bit too!” – and I think this qualifies as a bit of a super Sunday.

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