Woodruff impaired

despite the best efforts of November girl and Evilwillow because I have spent all morning tidying up barbaric amounts of litter all around the local witching tree.

There's still loads there, but I got rid of most of the non-biodegradable stuff. Not a scrap of woodruff to be found, but some funky bluebells. I'll try again tomorrow.

I came back laden with a bin bag full of rubbish, furious at humanity for turning the earth into a giant trash can. Then I looked at the back garden.

Maybe I should just shoot myself in the head with a trank-gun.