The log…
Remember the log which was abandoned by the storm in February?

Well it’s still here despite the first surge of Winter attempting to float it in its now truncated state. I wonder where the rest went? (don’t look at ‘im Gov – Ed).


… what’s occurin’ …
Remember the log which was abandoned by the storm in February?

Well it’s still here despite the first surge of Winter attempting to float it in its now truncated state. I wonder where the rest went? (don’t look at ‘im Gov – Ed).

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.