Sweet peas..
Or more accurately, Mange Tout. The first of the season, sweet, succulent, full of taste, with every meal, between bread, with muesli, dried and in the tea pot. Not quite but glut and famine go together don’t they?



… what’s occurin’ …
Or more accurately, Mange Tout. The first of the season, sweet, succulent, full of taste, with every meal, between bread, with muesli, dried and in the tea pot. Not quite but glut and famine go together don’t they?


It takes two to shift this. “This” is a cider mill apple squashing/squishing/juice squeezing wheel. Those who have assiduously explored the site […]
Nothing beats an early morning stroll around the garden.
In the wild flower meadow nature has collapsed the daffodils overnight. Slowly, imperceptibly, the daffs are waking as the sun warms them.
A Sunday look at the (new) polytunnel.