Gardening is harder than running a half marathon! The Mistress of Frimousse has removed the weeds and since yesterday she has a kind of lonbalgia. It is impossible for her to find a position that will allow her not to suffer – neither in bed, nor sitting, nor standing. This morning we did the usual walk of just over 5 km. Walking went more or less, and a little better by doing jogging.
I digged the garden and my knees «appreciated», but I cannot complain, when I think of those locked up on the fifth floor with four children!