... again because I wanted to show at least a hint of color.
yes it is making her own thoughts: Four weeks ago this was still a relatively proud, 1.80 meter high hedge. Now is a. .. a pile of rubble. Sure, I know, Mother Nature should actually get repaired again, but I really do not trust the roast.
As I've probably forgotten something. Namely, the submersible pump in the rain barrel. Of course, I have it also failed to get a ton of winter before the big empty, but to hang the pump in the barrel probably was not such a good idea. The submersible pump appears then probably not next season: (
And now? Anyway, I see no reason, and the current wine bottle to drink no more: it will now eh nix with the Driving.
Petra is there. And the lady does things by halves. Petra is the name of the current storms reaching over Germany, and they / it's even apart onto the Ruhr. I'm pretty glad that today I leave around 15:00 clock already fled the office and I have made the game home skid. I was lucky, the thick end of the snow flurry I have left spared by it. Late in the evening silence is peaceful
That's just one of those moments. One, in which I ask myself if I actually still eat everything. trudge to the morning at a quarter past three by the snow in the garden to take pictures of the thermometer, smells slightly of pathological behavior problems.