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Gardening as a Pastime(with tractors always in the picture) Many potential gardeners who work, and travel some distance to and from work, just physically do not have much time to do what they would like to do in the garden. Then there is the people who...
You can't even shout about nothing or even whisper nothing , but you are said to be able to whisper "sweet" nothings This is a bit of a desperate attempt to write something about nothing, nothing to do with the weather, nothing to do with...
These two cases that I tell you of happened a few years apart, and I am not one to cause trouble, it takes a lot to wind me up into taking action like I describe hear. It was ten years ago late June time and mowing grass for hay a couple of fields back...
Frosty weather glistens inside, a fridge you could compare, Roof half filled with starling's nests, built up over the years. In one of our farthest fields, situated about a mile east of the village was a pair of cottages known as Hobble End. There...
I remember father counting, cattle each and every day, He counts and looks at every one, to see they're all OK, A cow that persistently gets out, gets better at it, she learns to jump or hop over slack wire, learns to push rails down and push at the...
The longest swath or the longest furrow is always the one round the outside of the field. I seem to walk and work about the farm these days in a reflective daze, half looking back, and half looking forward, with every thing starting to overtake my way...
Miles per gallon's going up, so is car's per mile, Speed is what's on most people's mind, then end up in a pile. In my Fathers years of farming, there was the great depression of the nineteen thirties followed by world war II, which concentrated...
The long arm of the hedge cutter whiplashes forward past the pole and back again, giving the flails a second bite at it. The Garden Telegraph Pole Blog. Yet Another Embarrassing Moment (or should I say weekend) -- It was July and the front garden hedge...
Is this normal, is it what everybody goes through, or am I wearing out quicker than everyone else. Passed Another Mile Stone I have passed another mile stone, each year it is the same, Birthday's come and birthdays go, the excitement's getting...
The roses get the green fly, the taters get the blight The cabbage get the caterpillars, what a blooming sight, Apples there are plenty, grub hole in every one, Birds have pecked the plums, the rot it has begun. A gardening Blog Many potential gardeners...
The roses get the green fly, the taters get the blight, The cabbage get the caterpillars, what a blooming sight, Apples there are plenty, grub hole in every one, Birds have pecked the plums, the rot it has begun. About twenty years ago, my misses was...