Monday, September 21

Would You Share theLast Strawberry

The showers didn’t deposit much rain last week, but they managed to arrive at just the wrong times, meaning we abandoned some gardening jobs both at home and at the allotment.

There  has been enough rain over the last few weeks to turn the landscape green again and, unfortunately, to get the grass and weeds growing too. This means our attention at the allotment is starting to shift towards clearing things up and making plans for next year. Although we did have a rather surprising find.

We also enjoyed another day out, this time to Calke Abbey, where Ruby collected her third stamp for her Pooch Passport

Meanwhile, the hedgehogs and fox — or foxes — are still regular visitors. Feeding time has, however, taken an unexpected turn.


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Sunday, September 13

Summer is Slipping into Autumn

As the daylight hours shorten, there is now no denying that summer is winding down.

Our thoughts in both the garden and allotment have started to turn towards next year, and the amount of time we spend at the allotment is gradually decreasing.

We’re hoping that winter doesn’t nudge forward too soon, though, as we still have a few more days out planned to collect stamps for Ruby’s Pooch Passport.

The hedgehogs continue to make their nightly visits, and the fox — or possibly foxes — also turns up on some evenings. They are all welcome, although some rather less welcome visitors have discovered the food and seem determined to eat it before the intended diners arrive.


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Monday, September 7

Moving Towards Autumn

Rain threatened a few times during the week but, when it did arrive, it didn’t amount to much. The trouble is that when rain is forecast and the clouds seem to agree, we tend not to plan outdoor activities too far ahead. There always seems to be the possibility that we will get caught out!

After rain, it’s amazing how quickly the parched grass recovers. It can look as though it is dead, but really it is just sleeping, waiting for the rain to awaken it. Once awake, it soon races into growth.

Friday was particularly windy, so much so that we wondered whether Nostell might be on lockdown, but fortunately the parkland remained open.




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