Mamma, I Miss The Beach

Along time ago, in a garden not too far away, that's right, the one out the front, although the back garden is also involved., there was sand. Not soft, fine sand, but builders sand, the sand used in mortar. More on the sand a little later.

Before Ava came to live with us, the big back gate blew down in a storm. This left a space large enough to get a car in and out very simply. The back garden was open to the lane behind the house. One of the requirements for getting a rescue dog is to have a secure garden, and we did not meet this criterion. Work began to create a parking space at the back, and a nice high wall, with a door. Unfortunately the lane behind our house is so wiggly and narrow the delivery trucks from the builders merchant was not able to deliver the sand, cement, bricks and breeze blocks to the back. They were put in the front garden, and had to be carried/wheeled through the house. I managed to move at least 1 tonne of breeze blocks.

The builder misjudged the amount of sand required. He found the brick pavers out the back had been laid on a lovely amount of sand, and use the old sand rather than the new. (Told you the sand would return.) This left almost a tonne of sand in the back garden. I have been thinking 'I must remove this' for months and months.

Today is the day it starts. The first five buckets of sand have been moved from the front to the back. A plastic painting sheet has placed on the brick pavers, and I'm slowly moving my little dune.

Ava is quite delighted with this. She has a beach in her back garden! She sat down on the sand and the look on her face was priceless.

Today's To Do
✓ make bed
✓ cycle for 10 minutes
✓ wash laundry
✓ dry laundry
o put away laundry
o plant strawberries
✓ move two five seven buckets of sand from the front garden to the back
o declutter the porch

Moving the sand will definitely count to my exercise minutes! Whilst I'm filling the bucket I'm squatting, and then actually carrying it physical effort too.