I’m reblogging this second post as I am still having difficulties getting my new blog working. I’m not sure how it appears as I changed the theme for these posts but both seem different. To be honest I’m beginning to think it may go in the “too hard basket” I’ve spent so much time and not enjoying the experience… I’ve found how to put a like button on, but now the comments appear to have disappeared… “agh”…. ok back to the drawing board.
Today I would like to show you my tribute to a wheelbarrow, my workhorse through 17 years of sweat and construction as we dug and designed, mulched and watered to create our dream tropical garden. It carted rocks by the hundred, mulch, compost, prunings and weeds and helped us change an uninspiring expanse of rather scruffy lawn into the garden we love.
A small watercolour painting I did of my faithful wheelbarrow. Calligraphy is another art form I am working on and I love this quote I copied. I put them both together using Photo Shop.
It was not without some trauma. A few years ago the tyre burst. It couldn’t be repaired or a replacement found, but the barrow still had many more years of life left. So not being one to throw anything away Jack stuffed the tyre with old rags and tied it together with rope and the…
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