Inspection...

Mr. You is due to arrive today for what turns out to be his Quarterly Inspection of la nostra dimora nella Lungiana... or, our residence in the Lunigiana. He hasn't stepped foot in Codiponte since January.

I've have been busting Butt & Back for it. 

As is Mr. You's Custom, I am not allowed to accompany him on his tour. Nope. He must do it alone. Then, he comes marching back with A List of not less than twenty items needing "immediate attention". "Attention" actually means adjustment. Fine. I can deal with changes... che sara' sara'... but, what I HATE is when Mr. You asks me why I did what I did which he doesn't like. With that, I get hysterical!!! He cannot say anything about the re-inforced wall built this past February...  

or the lastest rock wall constructed without cement...

since he was kindly informed of both through the miracle my PICASA's photo pages. Ooo!!!... he said.

In the meantime, and for all the Aches & Sores I so acutely feel now while typing out this blog, I have re-built the slopes damaged by all the winter's rain and seeded & fertilized with a non-cut-able ground cover to hold on to "things" until the lavender can grow big enough to take over the job of the War on Erosion. By the way, the lavender has received it's Spring crew-cut. They come back fuller that way.

I have also re-seeded & fertilized the grassy voids... again, thanks to all those winter's rains... on both La Spianta... shown below... and around the Fish Swimming Pool.

And, I have also planted a lavender border... with no help from The Dog... on the path from the Cortile to the Upstairs Apartment.

Bets are being taken on whether Mr. You will mention the scuzzy state of the water in the Fish Swimming Pool. Yes, sir. Looks a bit rancid to me. I just hope he doesn't notice the oil slick left by the weed-wacker. On that, I may not have long to live!!!

Until that time comes, Mr. You should be pleased with the camellias in full bloom on the Cortile. At least that, right? Gads.