Yesterday man-about-the-yard and I were digging down to the septic tank. We needed to remove the dirt (heavy clay - no heavy wet clay) so it could be cleaned out. I'm talking knee height, plus three metres by two metres. Last night we hardly spoke, our backs did that for us.
This morning I was busy editing Lily book number five - Lily chases lost dreams - due out early next year.
Then five minutes ago I spotted the Christmas Lily's were beginning to flower. So had to pick some. Man-about-the-yard gets hay fever so they have been smuggled up to my work room. I'm sure it won't remain a secret for long though, what with their perfume being so strong.
But some things are worth the sneezing wrath.
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