Sunday afternoon I was weeding, and it occurred to me to add more weight to my hoe, I thought that doing so would make me stronger.
As soon as I started working, I realized that I had overdone it with the weight, I tried to adapt, but it was too much for me.
What I did notice is that it cut the weeds like butter, it cut a good amount of weeds at one time but the hoe was very slow because of the weight, if you look at the shadows in the photo you can calculate the hours it took me to move from one stretch to another.
What I did notice is that it cut the weeds like butter, it cut a good amount of weeds at one time but the hoe was very slow because of the weight, if you look at the shadows in the photo you can calculate the hours it took me to move from one stretch to another.
At night, when my body went to rest, I did not feel fatigue in my muscles, only in my abdomen, which was strange because I only used my arms. I am going to work like this during the whole week but with less quantity so as not to delay the processes, I will be telling you my progress if I manage to adapt my body to a heavier tool.
In spite of everything, I felt I had done a good job, I had cut a big piece of brush and I could go on like that for a few more hours, but it was getting dark.
I planted these flowers more than a month ago and they have bloomed, I don't usually plant hornworts, I planted them perhaps motivated by this community or by those who photograph the environments, revealing the beautiful details we overlook, like a tiny colorful spider or the contrasts of a mushroom.
The funny thing about this was that while I was photographing one of these flowers, out of nowhere, a butterfly landed on it, what a jealous butterfly that snatched all my attention to the flower, to take it all...