Monthly Archives: July 2008

Its been wet the last two days, the comfrey I cut before I went to Glastonbury has turned into a brown mush and the slugs and snails seem much more numerous and adventurous now the plot is lush green with … Continue reading →

When the cars have stopped, the music systems all played out, the voices lowered, the aeroplanes dimmed, there is nothing left but the house martins whistle. As they swoop and scatter and dive up to the nests above the blue … Continue reading →