Gardening works well as therapy.

Note to readers (my lovely Baggees): For the avoidance of any doubt - every character in this blog is me!!! No Baggy was harmed in its writing.

Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Blue.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 5.
Tears: No.
Pancakes (Yes/No): Custard and cherry turnover - yummy!!
Weight in her terrifying naked state (Stones and pounds): Hmmmm.

Number one furry is having a bit of a holiday, so has been home for the week. Furry Mama has been enjoying having all her furries around her. Much gardening has been done by Gloria Gardener, overseen by Calum - he's good at watching! Now that they officially own the garden, Gloria has been trying to get the twelve years of unfettered growth under control. Clever Bird admits that this is a huge task! Baggy is struggling physically, but it is superb for Hormonal Hannah, who it helps no end in fighting her demons!

Today Gloria decided to tackle the bank. This was the starting point.....

Year's worth of ivy and fallen leaves and all the trees growing into each other. It's not easy being perched on a bank!

 

 

It's at times like this that Freda Fretter remembers that Baggy had surgery on both arms! But Gloria was not giving up!

Apologies for the extra Baggy flesh on show Baggees, you'd think that number one might have suggested that his wife pull her jumper down a bit, but apparently not. The sun decided to come out, so they headed off to Dunwich with the pooch for ball chasing and pebble collecting. When they got back, Creative Clara actually remembered to do some after photos - not that she's finished, but Gloria is getting somewhere!

 

And relax......