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What a pleasure. It's 9am on a Tuesday morning, and because of my judicious planning and hard work ethic, I seem to have finished the office tasks for the day already. So, what to do next?
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The Boxers have gone back to bed. They had a lovely run over the farm with Mr B. The hens are scratching away. I have chard stalks for them later. What a treat. They really are enjoying the abundance of the neighbours' veggie gardens.
All is quiet in the garden of Shackleford.
In my own garden, the step ladder up the greengage tree marks the start of fruit harvest, the race against the squirrels, pigeons and wasps. So far, we are winning. But as Mr B is afraid of heights, it is a bit more difficult than last year. The tree will need a hard prune in the autumn, to keep it healthy and fruiting.
The broad beans, potatoes and French beans have all been eaten. The perpetual spinach survived the heatwave and goes on and on and on ...
We are still enjoying the celery. Please remind me not to plant so much celery next year.
And the runner beans are glorious.
It's a wonderful summer.
But it's all about to end rather abruptly next week. The last stage of the kitchen project starts. The good phase, well bad phase first, then good phase. Hooray! Still half a dozen of so men doing boring stuff like electrics, plumbing and tiling. My patience is being tested.
And then, the new kitchen will emerge, like a beautiful butterfly from its chrysalis.
It's the calm before the storm, and I'm going to enjoy every minute of it.
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