The first harvest of the summer
We planted a cherry tree a couple of years ago and, this year, the fruits are starting to come up nicely.
It won’t be long now before the birds come along to eat them all.
Some time ago our barbeque finally collapsed. We’d had it for a good many years and, although it was badly rusted in places, we had hoped to keep it going for one more year. I can’t complain, but it would have been a little less panic inducing if the collapse had happened when it hadn’t been full of hot charcoal.
We replaced it, and quite quickly, with another similar one. When we did so, we also treated ourselves to a combined fire-pit, barbeque, and pizza oven.
We have used it as a fire-pit several times already. When stuffed with wood it does a rather good job of keeping the terrace warm as the evening starts to cool.
Yesterday, we had a go at making pizza on it. The result was really rather tasty.
This is what I found when I stepped outside this morning…
Sunday proved to be a busier than expected day. I stepped outside in the morning to find myself face to face with the leader of the local Poultry Liberation Committee.
Consequently, much of the afternoon was spent checking and raising the fences and trimming wings.
We await her next move.
This is a real conversation (as far as my memory allows) from Friday.
Paul: So how many chickens are you thinking of getting?
Eve: The henhouse is large enough for four but I think three is enough.
Me: Any thoughts about names?
Eve: Not yet
Me: How about Bubbles, Blossom and Buttercup?
Eve: We are not naming the chickens after The Powerpuff Girls.
And on Sunday we became the owners of three chickens. Two of them look like this:
The names are still a bit fluid at the moment, but I definitely think that the ginger one who keeps trying to escape should be called Ginger.
Ginger’s escape attempts pale into insignificance, however, when compared to the achievements of Catchicken.
It’s the half-term break this week so, today, I was home alone with the kids. Never being one to pass up an opportunity, I put them to work…
… and I’ve had a very peaceful evening so far.
It’s not a bad crop considering that the plants were pretty much devastated by summer storms.
This is the final post from our backyard bestiary (for now) but we do, of course, have a European garden spider loitering among the caterpillars and stink bugs. The photos I have aren’t great but I posting them anyway, (a) because I have them and (b) as a reminder to myself to go and see if we have any spiderlings in May.