At last it seems that vile weather is disappearing into the distance. The garden’s looking lush with spring. We’ve been eating artichokes from the garden, and I’ve managed to pickle a few hearts for the first time, using a Maggie Beere recipe. This year we’ve also given up on using the wooden picking bins. They look nice, but just get bashed around too much by the forklift, so I’ve scored them, bullied CCQC into lining them up behind the tanks where they’re sheltered from the nor’westerly, and come tomorrow they will be filled with nice topsoil (delivered by Andy Sutherland) and planted with vegetables.
One duck died yesterday. Found her lying in the chook house when I fed the chooks in the morning. She was old, so it must have been the end of her life. Star’s a bit lonely so I’ll have to find another companion for her from Jacqui.