And so it begins

The time has come…The Walrus said…. I have to sort the back garden, once and for all. Clearly, a lawn is never going to work with three dogs hell bent on racing around, so it’s time to get rid of what’s left of it. As it’s a time of disruption, we decided to replace our flagged drive in the front…

RIP my little Herbie

Sadly, my little Herbie hedgehog died today. I’ve been looking after him for over six years now, and given he was an adult when he came in, that makes him at least eight. A few days ago I opened up his hutch and was startled to find a sickly youngster in there with him. People in the neighbourhood know Herbie…

A mini heatwave

Finally, it’s raining! I couldn’t be more happy. It’s been scorching hot around here, well by UK standards anyway. My pond has completed dried out and animals and plants are sulking and yearning for shade. On the farm at the rescue, Wilma has taken to holding up the wall, while Daisy and Maisy, along with their cockerel friend have retired…

Back to the wild

It’s all been about releasing animals this week. It’s so good to know that six fox cubs will be going back to the wild shortly. They will be given a soft release. Initially they are placed in a large pen in a safe rural location where they are fed. After a few weeks the cage door is left open, but…

Now the winds have dropped

The weather here has been pretty grim. Howling winds and heavy rain have taken their toll on the garden. This fabulous clematis is now battered and broken. At least I got to enjoy it in it’s prime. An awful lot of fruitlets have been blown off, but it’s still looking like a good year for the pears, apples, plums and…

Dogs’ holiday

Not scared of little ferries any more dad. Are you going to throw that stick or what? Ah, a lake to myself. A little rock climbing Absolutely nothing beats a good roll Num, num, nummmmmmmmm, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie… Dance like nobody is watching Why are my paws turning brown? Is this a tree? The water’s calling Time for a quick…

The good life

I’m off to the Lakes tomorrow, one of my favourite places….ever! Meanwhile… chimineas have been enjoyed. There have been some lovely balmy evenings of late, so hubs and I have made the most of them by sitting out enjoying a good old blaze, we have a huge supply of broken fence panels, thanks to Doris, ideal for burning.¬† Wildlife awareness…

A silent band, a weekend away, big plans, fruitlets and getting back on the wagon

Recently, hubs and I went to see Bob Dylan at the Echo Arena. It really was an odd experience. There were no big screens, just simple, cosy, intimate lights and throughout the performance, not a single word was spoken by any of them, not one word, at all. They came on, played brilliantly and left! Different, certainly!

Last weekend, Daughter and I decided to play out in York. A wonderful place, shame it’s so expensive though.

Daughter pretending to be a fairy, or maybe a butterfly.

The world could certainly do with this bell being rung.

On the garden front, we finally have some much needed rain and the swifts have returned.

Fruitlets are swelling, and it’s looking like it’s going to be a good year for the cherries….

the plums…

and the pears, along with apples…

and strawberries.

Broad beans are flowering and the greenhouse seedlings are finally thriving, despite the mouse.

I sowed the courgettes for the second time and they are now romping away.

The mouse is still in there though, along with the frog!

This clematis is excelling itself, to think it was chewed to the ground just two years ago. Now it’s running the length of the fence and has even escaped into the old stump in the courtyard.

The montana engulfing the stump in the back garden is now the perfect home for the wrens, blue tits and blackbirds.

This blue columbine has self-seeded in the flags by the patio doors, it’s one of the prettiest flowering right now. I haven’t seen it in the garden before, so I shall certainly save some seed for next year.

I have also made a decision about the lawn/lack of lawn in the back garden. Currently, it’s a dustbath/dog race-track, and clearly, despite my best attempts, grass will never grow there.

As there will always be dogs here I’ve decided to flag the lawn area, while leaving lots of large islands for plants. I hate flagging as I think it contributes¬†to flooding and ruins wildlife habitats, but I really have no choice…, I’m digging out all the rockery and pond plants and am hoping that they all survive. Eventually they will all be re-planted when the pond is reconstructed. It’s going to be a huge job, and messy as the front drive will be replaced at the same time….Oh Lordy! It all begins in July and will take six weeks.

And Finally……

homework last week was caring for four cages of starling chicks. I was a little nervous after my experience with the last chicks, but bit the bullet and got on with it.

I even felt it may be tempting fate taking a picture, so only took this one. Happily, all my charges survived. I even managed to get one feeding itself. Result!!!

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