Today was a sad day, I let the chickens out in the morning as usual, but later in the day when I looked out at them, our Black Chicken wasn't moving and I knew she'd died: She had been broody for about 3 weeks and I had been removing the eggs as soon as the other two had laid and shunting her off the nest, but she wasn't eating properly and I think she must have just given up.
It's funny, I emptied a bag of growing potatoes today, they were being grown in "stuff" compost from the garden, and I got a large punnet of spuds out of it. Enough for about 3 family meals. I was thinking about the monetary value and about the effort if takes to chit them, earth them up, water them and then wait to harvest them. The answer is simple........the effort is priceless when you have a meal in front of you that you grew yourself. David has been having great fun practicing his hangman's noose knot. I bit of a challenge when you tie one end of the rope to the tree and then have to tie the other knot, upside down and work it that when it is pulled tight, it's the right length for the chair. Not to mention that he had to balance of a rickety ladder, on a hill, with ME holding it..... The kids love it and it means I have taken down the rope swing because I have planted out the area underneath it.
I am so happy with the willow dome, it is a little bit of a relaxing haven, hidden away from the world. A place to sit and contemplate, or read a book, or even have a sneaky glass of wine. Today was the hottest 1st July ever recorded. So having a place to sit that offers a little shade from the sun is blissful. |
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