I’m not usually that diligent about raking large areas a long way from the house. But I needed the material to finish the mulching of the new bank behind the miscanthus.
It’s never a chore in the cool morning when the mountain air is crisp.
And of course I had my little helper. I swear this animal would sleep twenty hours a day if he didn’t have me to entertain him.
He is only practicing for smaller prey like voles and mice, so I’m in no immediate danger.
But I do get the feeling I’m a wounded gazelle on the Serengeti and he is a hungry lion.
Entertainment over, I trudged back to the bank with three huge sacks of mulch and Artur went off to snooze the next twenty in his new box in the potting shed.
Enough of cat. More of landscaping.
I can’t tell you how pleased I am to have finished this large project. The granite rocks are so stunning a feature it’s such a shame to leave them to weeds and thin top soil.
And the eragrostis grasses will grow stout from careful attention and more mulch. And this large steep bank will no longer be an eyesore.