Last fall (or summer neither)
I didn't do anything in the garden plot -
and it can be seen there.
Desolated sight:
Not to mention the other part:
It has seen better days, for sure.
And I have decided it will be beautiful or
at least not so shameful during becoming summer.
at least not so shameful during becoming summer.
So I ordered soil and seasand.
They came tidily in bags:
I had dreamed big wooden boxes.
But unfortunately there weren't any decent boards around,
so they were out of question.
And that is what I turned to
- dig up old stones and put them back again:
Not so neat I was hoping to:
In the early evening my back was hurting
and my feet wear screaming:
I keep remembering myself,
it is still April.
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