Spring has arrived in Melbourne – at least officially, the weather tends to disagree from time to time, but we have the occasional sunny day that lifts the mood. Being my parents’ son, spring means I get restless and look for projects to do around the garden. The only problem is, that we don’t have a garden and the nearby parks don’t qualify for personal projects.
The closest we come to a garden is our balcony, which suffered quite a bit throughout winter. We’ve never really taken care of our “outdoor area” since arriving and slowly clutter accumulated. But yesterday the day finally arrived where we put an end to this madness and unfucked our balcony.