I'm grateful for the sunshine for but it doesn't half show up the work to be done. I have left the spider but rendered her homeless by the removal of many a cobweb. I have a wall sign declaring the word joy in big letters. That's now a bit less dusty than it was. There is much more to do, I shall try and appreciate every ray no matter what it reveals.
I have done several unliked tasks, it was a good day to do some gardening, if it shines again tomorrow I'll be out there again. I won't be winning any prizes at any shows for my harvest. This is the sole produce of the year, a beetroot so small it wasn't worth cooking. But grated, it was still something.
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