It's time to celebrate with a photograph of stuff that isn't there! The second pile of rubble has been moved into the planter. It's gone!
And here's Ava enjoying the space formerly occupied by the first pile of rubble.
It is very hard to describe the sense of elation when the last shovelful of rubble was moved. It was glorious to think there would be no more to move. The task was complete; the space tidied. The garden is one step closer to the wonderful images in my head. I'm so looking forward to a time when the garden is no longer grey, but wall white, and the planters and pots brimming over with greenery.
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