Daisy Fortnight

   Following yesterday's performance with the strimmer I got up early for a second round of strimming. Just to make sure the day went well I had a fry up with a couple of mugs of scalding hot tea. I figured it was going to be messy so a put my overalls and safety glasses on. The strimmer did not want to start. I was getting hotter as a pumped the pull cord to the flat sound of the 31cc two stroke turning over. I had a breather then squidged the rubbery fuel primer, select half choke and gave the cord another good tug. Before the second pull was complete the motor was running...just about. A little less choke and tentative tweak of the trigger had the motor zinging in all its two stroke glory. I was smart enough to adjust the strimmer blade cord before I started the motor. We were off. There is something very bloky about a screaming two stroke which is spinning a blade to cut a swathe through the undergrowth. In the few minutes a great chunk of the jungle which is Bed3 was mown down. I readjusted the cutting cord, which is much easier to do now I have packed the reel differently, and got stuck into the top end of Bed2. In a very few minute that area had succumbed too. So with the wrath of strimmer I set about the recalcitrant parts of Bed1 and perimeter paths. The fuel finally ran out but it was a glorious twenty minutes. The plot look less derilict after applying the strimmer.

   The strimmer gave me heart so I set about the continuing weeding of Bed2. I need to get the last of the spuds in. If we get a late autumn there should be enough time for the potatoes to grow to maturity. It is going to be a close run thing. I did the usual things to get ready to dig. It is particularly satisfying to weed when the weeds come out easily and are huge. It really shows you have done something. I found a Dog Rose growing as part of the weedy wilderness that is Bed2. I worked round it as I plan to transplant it. But I am not quite sure where yet.  

   I pulled some more Rhubarb and cut some Asparagus, sorted one of the compost bins then tidied all the tools away then set off for the Apiary. I was taken with how good the drive to the lottie was looking. It is Daisy fortnight. They line the road and are pretty much everywhere else. The bees and butterflies like the Daisys as do I but for different reasons.