The flat felt 'not so warm' when we woke up this morning and upon opening the front door, all was revealed.
There was not a patch of blue sky to be seen and it was pouring with rain but instead of making her glum. she smiled, whisked me upside down, kissed my tumtum and said "oh good, now we can spend the morning potting up".. potting up, now whatever can she mean, I wondered.
It happened after we broke that fast, she brought a huge bucket of compost, miniature gardening tools, coir pots, larger plastic flower pots, plant food and several of the seed trays into the kitchen.
Ah, I get it.. take a seedling out of the little cell where it started off life as a seed and 'pot' it up into a much larger pot!
Tendergreen Dwarf French Beans, Bunyard Broad Beans, Yellow Patty Pan Squash, Blue Lake French Beans, Borlotti Beans. Several trays of each are now in larger pots and they will go to the allotment next week to be 'hardened' off and then planted out.
Yesterday, she took out a tray of Sutton Broad Beans, they went into a small raised bed which takes four of her favourite cloches side by side, they are long and high and do an excellent job. She has had ten of them for over ten years now, they are certainly worth the money!
They have been warming this bed for the past week and she was careful to make sure that the plants were planted directly under the highest point in the cloche.
As she was finishing up and cursing mr. rat, for he has dug up all the carefully buried vegetable peelings and coffee grounds, she heard such a happy sound, it was a Robin! She stayed very still and waited for him to appear, sure enough a small person flew onto the Pear tree and gave song.
He is a small, young bird, most certainly not our old one, who was a fat mr.robin-red-breast who was so tame that he would perch on either her boot or her little hand fork, waiting for an unsuspecting centipede to appear out of the ground.
But it was good to see him and he stayed near-by all afternoon, moving from plot to plot watching what was going on. He will soon learn that a fork and her working on the ground equals food!
As you know from our previous post, she left at half five of the afternoon clock and went home as she was suddenly very cold, hungry and tired.
There was that charming incident with the stranger on the bus, what a loving and kind gesture that was, she was SO glad that she was able to give her those greens.
Home to a cosy home but as she came down the stairs, her eyes caught sight of the Sunburst Cherry pot, "who has been scratching the soil", she thought, getting to the bottom, she peered closely at the pot and realised, to her delight, that no one had been scratching, there are bulbs in that pot and they have started to break through the soil.
Thin, brown, skinny shoots.. do you know what they are? We posted last year about them, the tradition is to give them on May the First.. yes, Dear Readers, they are Lily of the Valley.
Very early, to be up so far, but does nature know something that we don't, could it be going to be a 'half-way decent' Spring after all? It will have to do an about face change then, for today was a chilly-billy day which demanded warm gloves.
Birdsong and Lilly of the Valley.. how glorious. What a happy day she had, today was as good but different, I will tell you all about it tomorrow.
There is a new packet of cashew nuts with which to play chase the nut and she has a fat book to finish.. PipPip Dear Readers.. PipPip.
GeeGee Parrot.
March 25th, 2014.
Postscript: She has been sent an extraordinary video of an Osprey fishing, I will enclose all of the details tomorrow.. Thanks MaryLou, it is truly a marvellous thing to watch.
There was not a patch of blue sky to be seen and it was pouring with rain but instead of making her glum. she smiled, whisked me upside down, kissed my tumtum and said "oh good, now we can spend the morning potting up".. potting up, now whatever can she mean, I wondered.
It happened after we broke that fast, she brought a huge bucket of compost, miniature gardening tools, coir pots, larger plastic flower pots, plant food and several of the seed trays into the kitchen.
Ah, I get it.. take a seedling out of the little cell where it started off life as a seed and 'pot' it up into a much larger pot!
Tendergreen Dwarf French Beans, Bunyard Broad Beans, Yellow Patty Pan Squash, Blue Lake French Beans, Borlotti Beans. Several trays of each are now in larger pots and they will go to the allotment next week to be 'hardened' off and then planted out.
Yesterday, she took out a tray of Sutton Broad Beans, they went into a small raised bed which takes four of her favourite cloches side by side, they are long and high and do an excellent job. She has had ten of them for over ten years now, they are certainly worth the money!
They have been warming this bed for the past week and she was careful to make sure that the plants were planted directly under the highest point in the cloche.
As she was finishing up and cursing mr. rat, for he has dug up all the carefully buried vegetable peelings and coffee grounds, she heard such a happy sound, it was a Robin! She stayed very still and waited for him to appear, sure enough a small person flew onto the Pear tree and gave song.
He is a small, young bird, most certainly not our old one, who was a fat mr.robin-red-breast who was so tame that he would perch on either her boot or her little hand fork, waiting for an unsuspecting centipede to appear out of the ground.
But it was good to see him and he stayed near-by all afternoon, moving from plot to plot watching what was going on. He will soon learn that a fork and her working on the ground equals food!
As you know from our previous post, she left at half five of the afternoon clock and went home as she was suddenly very cold, hungry and tired.
There was that charming incident with the stranger on the bus, what a loving and kind gesture that was, she was SO glad that she was able to give her those greens.
Home to a cosy home but as she came down the stairs, her eyes caught sight of the Sunburst Cherry pot, "who has been scratching the soil", she thought, getting to the bottom, she peered closely at the pot and realised, to her delight, that no one had been scratching, there are bulbs in that pot and they have started to break through the soil.
Thin, brown, skinny shoots.. do you know what they are? We posted last year about them, the tradition is to give them on May the First.. yes, Dear Readers, they are Lily of the Valley.
Very early, to be up so far, but does nature know something that we don't, could it be going to be a 'half-way decent' Spring after all? It will have to do an about face change then, for today was a chilly-billy day which demanded warm gloves.
Birdsong and Lilly of the Valley.. how glorious. What a happy day she had, today was as good but different, I will tell you all about it tomorrow.
There is a new packet of cashew nuts with which to play chase the nut and she has a fat book to finish.. PipPip Dear Readers.. PipPip.
GeeGee Parrot.
March 25th, 2014.
Postscript: She has been sent an extraordinary video of an Osprey fishing, I will enclose all of the details tomorrow.. Thanks MaryLou, it is truly a marvellous thing to watch.
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