Well time has just flown recently and I can't believe that it has been so long since posting an entry here. As usual this doesn't mean that things have been quiet - in fact the complete opposite.
One of the most frustrating things lately has been trying to organise a contractor to do the fencing on the sheep field. Until we have a fence up we obviously can't take delivery of the sheep, while not time critical yet that time is fast approaching. Some of the contractors couldn't be bothered to submit a quote and those that have are quite frankly taking the proverbial. That of course won't put us off - it just means that we will do the fence ourselves.
Always looking to create an opportunity, we have decided to buy the fencing equipment rather than hire it, hopefully an investment for the future and who knows we might even offer our fence building services and generate a bit of revenue in the future.
Anyway, that's enough about fences... for now...
A happy Easter Afternoon spent at the field. Lots of growth – the asparagus and rhubarb have come on amazingly….as have the weeds. URG! We did some emergency hoeing but the we’re not sure how our weeding skills will keep up with the relentless growth.
Also managed to earth up 6 rows of potatoes and put in four new rows of potatoes (using a new and, we hope, less labour intensive planting method – earthing up into mounds and popping the chatted seed potatoes into the ridge). Back breaking work but we had the whole family involved and it got done remarkably quickly.
Pictured below are the potato rows, our row of rhubarb and the awful green haze of weeds that we need to tackle.
We are painfully aware that all our allotment neighbours have a great deal of netting over their crops….which doesn’t bode well. Talking to another allotmenteers, it seem like there is a big pigeon problem in the area. So we are now trying to figure out how best to save our seedlings from the birds.
On another Eastery note, the children had great fun painting Henny Penny’s beautiful white eggs and playing catch with them in the garden until they smashed (and were devoured by our grateful dog).
Right, that's enough for now, off to see a man about fence supplies...