Today I had much to do,
I was at home, working in my garden.
I haven't done much this year until today,
but today I decided, this can not go on. I have to do something.
Above all the hedge was in a miserable condition,
so I had to do something. So I went to my garage and took my hedge shears,
it has a gasoline engine and is super powerfull. So I took it and started cutting my
hedge. My hedge is made out of rhododendron, but I didn't take care of my hedge for
maybe four or five years, so it was fucking huge. So chance to cutting it without a help of
a little friend (it was a wheel loader) and my brother (he is not a wheel loader, but that what be cool, but also weird). He (so my brothers) was driving THE MACHINE (the wheel loader) and I
was cutting. It took us 5 hours to cut down all the stuff. But right before we were finished,
I saw something beautiful in my rhododendron hedge. Little Birds, I took two pictures
but you can not see much on those (so sad). But here they are:
Like I said, nothing to see what is really really sad.
Of course I stopped cutting my hedge there, didn't want to kill this little creatures.
Hope they learn to fly soon.