This summer I haven't really had any vacation. It's been a lot about work (which I will get into here soon), but most of the time that I've had off I have spent watering plants and taking care of the garden. And anyone who has been stopping by here this summer or follows me at instagram know that I have actually managed to grow things this year.
I had a really nice garden.
Had.
Until the lambs decided their, I don't know, three square kilometres or so of grass was not enough to roam but decided to start hanging out in our garden instead. And as they tend to do, they ate EVERYTHING. Even my palm tree from inside that I had outdoors for some sun-therapy. And most flowers and all the berries bushes and my god damn growing boxes of kale and salad and peas and aaargh.
But I think there was a Chinese proverb saying that nothing in life is more important than to attend to your garden. And even that is not so important.
