Making Life Easy

   This weekend has been very busy indeed. There is a definite feeling of spring in the weather. primroses and snowdrops are blossoming in the bottoms of the hedgerows and in the woods. The Hazels have thrown out their tassels and the pussy willow are breaking bud. I did the poo trailer run and mulched another length of the boundary hedge. Another ten loads and I will be done for another year. The bird feeds where bare. a couple of Great Tits where sitting on the fence apparently waiting for me to fill the feeders.As soon as the seed feeder was up and I walked away they were on it. I put up the big peanut feeder, this time round, and that too was mobbed as soon as I turned my back.

   I was not on my own on Sunday. The nice weather had brought out a couple of lottie holders. One of them, Roundup, came over from a chat. He told me that the Squirrels had been enjoying the nuts. I did not know we had any Squirrels round the lottie. I had not seen him over the winter so he felt compelled to give me a run down of his new ailments. He got me at the right moment. I was ready to rest my back from the muck flinging in to the boundary hedge.

   I had an hour so I started digging where I had left off in Bed1. As I had hoped, progress was much quicker now spuds did not need digging up. The soil just fell of the root of the weeds. This patch did not have crops last year so has quite a lot of grass covering. The grass type in the dreaded Couch Grass. If one does not get all the underground roots it will sprout again from the smallest piece of root. The soil being so friable the job of fettling for the roots was not too onerous. I manged to get another couple of feet of the bed done. I have a little more to do on this bed but I have my eye on the next bed. Bed4 is going to have onions this year. My only piece of black plastic has been covering this bed for a good part of last season so with a bit of luck preparing the bed won't be too difficult. 

   Note to self...must weed and dig over the flower bed near the bee hive before they get active. Just to make life easy for myself.     

   I ran the trailer back to the stables and had a chat with the owners whilst leaning on the horses. The "Neddies", as the stable owners call their ponies, were just back from a hack out and were only too happy the stand still and be scratched, the neddies not the owners!