A post hole borer is a blessing and a time saver. A real muddy patch as you can see.
Dave starting to move the enormous pile of topsoil that we had piled up to use as a base for our raised beds. Sadly, it is not friable and I am not young enough to spend years adding compost to improve it. So the pile is getting barrowed to the bank where it can cover the bare clay.
Garden soil from the transfer station is an excellent mix full of sheep manure, soil, compost, blood and bone, all ready to go.
Matt and Mark, our builders.The fence going up prompted us to get the weedmatting and the pebbles to put around our raised beds. Took a few hours but what a difference. Now I can weed in the dry and walk out to the beds in my slippers to harvest vege for dinners.
|The first of our fruit blossom, means spring is on the way, apricot blossom. Won't it be amazing if we actually get fruit in year two.|
Dave has finished the second light fitting he made and hung in mid June for our mid winter xmas. Bespoke as the tv programmes would say.
It was Sunday night and I was lying on the library couch watching Eat, Love, Pray with Julia Roberts when I looked up and thought this really is a very nice corner. This small fire also heats our water which has turned out to be very efficient and cost effective.