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Orchard
Second session ta new Pilates place this morning. I decided to stop being polite (especially as everyone assured me last week that they didn't all have their own favourite spots in the room, which I don't believe for a second) and snagged the mat next to the instructor so that I could see better what was going on. She really should get up more, though: the woman next to me was doing the shabbiest Oyster I'd ever seen, she was practically lying on her back. Tsk.
Then I came home and did some exercise: Mike planted the last of the fruit trees, and put stakes in for them, while I excavated the (inherited) compost bins to put a mulch around each tree. The compost bins were lovely inside. Given that I was finding fossilised horse poo at the bottom, it must be over a decade since they were last turned over! Then we took Jo out for her walk and, as soon as we got back, the last two trees arrived by post so we went back out and put those in as well.
Here, have a picture:
The orchard's the bare patch in front of the school. You can't really see the trees, even blown up, but the dark patches are the compost:
Then I came home and did some exercise: Mike planted the last of the fruit trees, and put stakes in for them, while I excavated the (inherited) compost bins to put a mulch around each tree. The compost bins were lovely inside. Given that I was finding fossilised horse poo at the bottom, it must be over a decade since they were last turned over! Then we took Jo out for her walk and, as soon as we got back, the last two trees arrived by post so we went back out and put those in as well.
Here, have a picture:
The orchard's the bare patch in front of the school. You can't really see the trees, even blown up, but the dark patches are the compost: