Adventures in the life of an English allotment
This morning I ambled down to the allotment under an overcast sky. Despite the clouds, the air felt humid. Upon arrival, I went straight down to the main coop to check on Pop. I opened the nest box to find she had vanished. Previously, the absence of a chicken usually meant someone had popped into... Continue Reading →
Today was an epic long day at the allotment. I arrived with one plan but ended up doing something else. Initially, I went to have a look at the stumpery. It's looking much better although I decided there was no point in re-organising the logs until we had enough to fill the stumpery. Pondering what... Continue Reading →
Today was a very busy day at the allotment. I got down early to make sure I had fed the chickens before receiving a cockerel from a colleague who took three of our work chicks. Unfortunately, she can't keep Napoleon so I had arranged for a local farmer to come and collect him. Abi arrived... Continue Reading →
So today was another one of those memorable and eventful days at the allotment. As with these days, things started off quietly. I went down to feed the chickens in the main coop, collected four eggs and sorted out their food (tons left) and water (also tons due to the intermittent torrential downpours). I spent... Continue Reading →
This morning I walked down to the allotment alone initially just to feed the chickens. The weather was not looking promising and I left my husband busy sorting out the lawn before it started to rain. As I first arrived, I spotted Steve de-miting the White Leghorn chickens from Phil's plot one at a time... Continue Reading →
We dashed down to the allotment this morning early to sort out the chickens before going for a walk. Upon our arrival, we immediately checked that Leia had all of her chicks. She did. Whilst my husband went off to top up their food bowl and change their water, I watched Leia stretch her legs... Continue Reading →
This evening's plans lay in tatters as another storm rolled over our house. The thunder was rather spectacular, reverberating tones sustained for several seconds before dying away. Prior to leaving home, we made sure the cats were inside. Like fireworks, loud noises and our furballs are not compatible. It was raining when we left but... Continue Reading →
Today I ambled down to the allotment armed with 8 beautiful salmonberry plants. A fellow allotmenter was selling them - they are rather like raspberries and grow best in pots. Upon my arrival, I found Tracy and gave her a couple as well as a handful of tiger nut seeds. Its quite late to plant... Continue Reading →
I dashed down to the allotment in the rain this morning. I don't know how the weather instinctively knows when I am stepping out the door but it always saves the heaviest rain for me walking to the allotment. By the time I arrived, I was fairly soaked. I stopped to have a chat with... Continue Reading →
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