It seems a long time coming - we raised the money at the Studio Sale last summer - and at last we're clearing the small hill, and re-homing the frogs from the end of the garden. Massive amounts of earth moving- mostly riddled with a white bluebell looking flower of the allium family.
When the digging gets a bit much I retire to the shed for a little gentle painting - I have been commissioned to paint a large version of a painting of someone hanging dresses on a line at night, that I did a year or so ago. It just about fits in the old shed.
