Oh dear, I was really, really afraid that was some sort of pool. I had been holding out hope that perhaps it was part of some previously unknown (by me) ecologically friendly irrigation system. Something to help you grow spectacular carrots, or turnips, or something.
I think I'll just keep telling myself that because otherwise I just sit here thinking, "Pool of what? Pool of what??" Then the fear starts, followed by the loss of appetite, the sleepless nights.
Better to think it's a turnip aid. Possibly parsnips, too.
Thanks for the welcome back, by the way :-) We'd moved, you see, so I now spend a lot of my time painting rooms, etc. I'll steer clear of bright pink, etc. etc. I promise!
Oh dear, I was really, really afraid that was some sort of pool. I had been holding out hope that perhaps it was part of some previously unknown (by me) ecologically friendly irrigation system. Something to help you grow spectacular carrots, or turnips, or something.
BeantwoordenVerwijderenI think I'll just keep telling myself that because otherwise I just sit here thinking, "Pool of what? Pool of what??" Then the fear starts, followed by the loss of appetite, the sleepless nights.
Better to think it's a turnip aid. Possibly parsnips, too.
Thanks for the welcome back, by the way :-) We'd moved, you see, so I now spend a lot of my time painting rooms, etc. I'll steer clear of bright pink, etc. etc. I promise!