Signs of life.

Yesterday I planted a tree. I felt much like a politician at a construction site, well overdressed for the job in gloves and with big tools while my dad actually did the bulk of the digging. But still, I got to use one of these -

 which made me feel like I was achieving something. Sorry, like I and my dad were achieving something.

I did fill in the hole, and kill a big brown spider, so earned my sausage and salad.

Anyway, here it is - our first tree, a feijoa tree. Mmm mmm.

I hope it doesn't die.