ruminate vb. to chew (the cud)
Where do the weeks go, it's scary how little time seems to have lapsed since last week. I'm in full on project mode in the garden, sorting out the glasshouse that I used to call my propagation house. It's still essentially a sideshow to moving the tunnel but it needs doing so I have somewhere…
Hmmm, I seem to be in the WordPress block editor, so the outcome, or output, is uncertain at best. I'll give it a whirl before I throw my toys out of the pram. The last couple of days, especially yesterday, have been windy, so both the garden and I are looking a bit battered. I…
Well here we are twixt Christmas and a new year, again. I should reflect on the year just gone. . . . . . . . ., there, that's done. Perhaps some resolutions for next year? Nah, don't like the sound of that, let's go with good intentions rather than resolutions. One. Move the tunnel.…
My relationship with slugs and snails is a simple one; they vex me greatly so I kill them. I read somewhere, probably Twitter, that this year was going to be a bad one for slugs and snails because it had been such a mild winter. That is to say, it was going to be a…
