AKA the orchard. You may remember that we had the two aged (- 300 years?) Sycamores topped and reduced in size last […]
Dilly, Dilly. Indeed they are, and they’re invading the meadow by the pond. They’re difficult to photograph and these attempts do not […]
Or potatoes as we used to call them. Time is progressing and the spuds are chitting so despite everything being later here, […]
Working by the river Wye, listening to the music it produces and being constantly bemused by its variations on a theme is […]
Time to take out the old vegetables, now that they are sprouting, and prepare the beds for this year. The donkey manure […]
There used to be fish in here, and every now and again the new generation of Herons comes to be disappointed. Otters […]
Sits in there, barking orders, overseeing my log splitting, barely an encouraging word, little team spirit, so I just get on with […]
The weather has taken a turn, and about time with all the rain we have had. A few days of cold can’t […]
… and the perfect job to get in the mood. Restocking the log store. The tree-fellers sagely commented when told of my […]
