This is not a post about the archaeological dig at the bottom of the garden. Obviously, it's about two naughty dogs who have been very quiet this afternoon in spite of the demon gardener. I have just investigated the source of their apparent angelic behaviour; they have been undermining my dry stone walling efforts. I wondered why the little big dog had a sore paw earlier - you should see the size of the stones they have been moving with paw-power.
The dry stone wall has been constructed out of stone I dug out of the garden. I carried it in wheelbarrows-full from the driveway to the bottom of the garden and I have been lovingly building my wall as a home for little creatures.
I have incorporated a lovely bumble bee box and some nesting bee tubes, and the moss and little plants have taken hold since their shaky start in Summer. Until today.I have done a temporary fix but I know the evil-doers will be back on the job as soon as I leave tomorrow.