Bench Freeing Again

I was hoping the bench I was aiming for would not be occupied.
It wasn't. Of course not. It was covered and hiding behind large dry grasses and branches coming from above and below.
I had to free it first,  using feet and hands and most of all my paper scissors (the once I carry around with the bicycle for years now in case I need to cut elderberry flowers....).

Now as I type this I'm sitting on the bench. Very peaceful here. First tick removed, it was still crawling up my arm...

Reminds me of my lost Bench Freeing Movement from my early blipyears. I hope I will not find huge bales piled in front of this bench when I return.

17:45; 19°C