Is there an end in sight?

Today was alternate sunshine and showers, with the showers predominating. Nevertheless Mrs GOG had the bit between her teeth and was determined to finish pulling out the weeds from the front border of the lower garden/orchard. This picture is of her pulling out a nettle that was taller than her; it is a good job that the nettle obscures the expression on her face.

I was not feeling up to much, hence no gardening by me and this being a back blip.