Yes, she has, she's found the top to the petrol tank of the grass trimmer! So off she went, why, she could have been at a fair! For she went round and around, up and down and backwards and forwards, just like you do when you're young and having fun.
And even though it wasn't a fair and she didn't get to eat candy floss, she surely had just as much fun. And ring dem bells.. for old weed and grass are dead! They most surely are, they're now in a big heap and will go snap, crackle and pop in the incinerator! What a difference tidy paths and no weeds waving at you makes!
The bean support was dismantled and will relocate to another plot, likewise with the pea-frame, they put nitrogen back into the soil and next year, their bed will be where corn will grow, for corn is a heavy nitrogen feeder and will just love growing where those beans grew so happily.
It was a hot and very sunny day! She thought of the racing folk in hats and suits etc, with heels and make-up.. and was thankful not to to be there. And it was Ladies Day at the allotments, for several of the other women plot holders were working there too.
But it WAS a work day, so they just shouted and waved at each other but she did give Ros a mug of water as she trundled past with a barrow load of manure.. as you do when it's a hot day with work to be done!
As for their clothing, well, Rose ~ yes, we have Ros, Rose and Rosalina ~ was in shorts and a t.shirt but the rest of them were in thick jeans as they were all cutting back and pulling out briars and nettles. My mum was wearing elbow length gauntlets on as she was pulling out nettles, man, they're really very fierce now, hard to believe we eat them steamed when they are young in the early Spring!
When she was young, and had Bluey (pony) and Victoria (goat), her parents insisted that she worked in the summer holidays to pay for Bluey's shoes and the animals feed. Apples, berries, cherries, hops grew on the farm and by picking these, she earned winter credits for the blacksmith, hay and straw.
But picking cherries is a great deal easier on her 'farm' in 2015 than in the summers of 1963 and 1964. For she lopped six feet off of all the cherry trees last summer! They are now much easier to pick from, not like when she was a teenager and was picking them high up off the ground.
You may have seen old ladders and wondered at their shape, if they're very long and skinnier at one end, you're looking at a cherry tree ladder! For cherry trees can grow to immense heights. Rather like a certain young plum tree who thought that by bearing no fruit mum would forget about her!
Silly tree.. it didn't know that she has 'eagle' eyes where her own fruit is concerned and she had seen the heavy crop forming on this five year old tree. She had also noticed the amount of growth that it has put on this year, so after picking time, it is for the chop.. yes.. chop-choppie. You hard prune stone fruit trees in the summer and pip (apple and pear) fruit in the winter and she's taking at least four feet off the height of this young plum.
But today, no leather boots, thick jeans and leather gauntlets for her, she'll have clean hair and pretty clothes, I'll wear my new feather on my tumtum, for we are off to Sing With Dementia and we'll be hugging and welcoming back Mary, our outgoing President, who has just been in Brazil for two weeks at the Rotary International Convention.
But before then, we have to break our fast, yes, for it is slurpyslurp time with egg-the-peg and goaty curd! Yippee and other such expressive words of happiness.. Tootle toot to you all.
GeeGee Parrot.
June 19th, 2015.
And even though it wasn't a fair and she didn't get to eat candy floss, she surely had just as much fun. And ring dem bells.. for old weed and grass are dead! They most surely are, they're now in a big heap and will go snap, crackle and pop in the incinerator! What a difference tidy paths and no weeds waving at you makes!
The bean support was dismantled and will relocate to another plot, likewise with the pea-frame, they put nitrogen back into the soil and next year, their bed will be where corn will grow, for corn is a heavy nitrogen feeder and will just love growing where those beans grew so happily.
It was a hot and very sunny day! She thought of the racing folk in hats and suits etc, with heels and make-up.. and was thankful not to to be there. And it was Ladies Day at the allotments, for several of the other women plot holders were working there too.
But it WAS a work day, so they just shouted and waved at each other but she did give Ros a mug of water as she trundled past with a barrow load of manure.. as you do when it's a hot day with work to be done!
As for their clothing, well, Rose ~ yes, we have Ros, Rose and Rosalina ~ was in shorts and a t.shirt but the rest of them were in thick jeans as they were all cutting back and pulling out briars and nettles. My mum was wearing elbow length gauntlets on as she was pulling out nettles, man, they're really very fierce now, hard to believe we eat them steamed when they are young in the early Spring!
When she was young, and had Bluey (pony) and Victoria (goat), her parents insisted that she worked in the summer holidays to pay for Bluey's shoes and the animals feed. Apples, berries, cherries, hops grew on the farm and by picking these, she earned winter credits for the blacksmith, hay and straw.
But picking cherries is a great deal easier on her 'farm' in 2015 than in the summers of 1963 and 1964. For she lopped six feet off of all the cherry trees last summer! They are now much easier to pick from, not like when she was a teenager and was picking them high up off the ground.
You may have seen old ladders and wondered at their shape, if they're very long and skinnier at one end, you're looking at a cherry tree ladder! For cherry trees can grow to immense heights. Rather like a certain young plum tree who thought that by bearing no fruit mum would forget about her!
Silly tree.. it didn't know that she has 'eagle' eyes where her own fruit is concerned and she had seen the heavy crop forming on this five year old tree. She had also noticed the amount of growth that it has put on this year, so after picking time, it is for the chop.. yes.. chop-choppie. You hard prune stone fruit trees in the summer and pip (apple and pear) fruit in the winter and she's taking at least four feet off the height of this young plum.
But today, no leather boots, thick jeans and leather gauntlets for her, she'll have clean hair and pretty clothes, I'll wear my new feather on my tumtum, for we are off to Sing With Dementia and we'll be hugging and welcoming back Mary, our outgoing President, who has just been in Brazil for two weeks at the Rotary International Convention.
But before then, we have to break our fast, yes, for it is slurpyslurp time with egg-the-peg and goaty curd! Yippee and other such expressive words of happiness.. Tootle toot to you all.
GeeGee Parrot.
June 19th, 2015.
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