Whilst I have been sitting with my feet up feigning under-the-weatherness The Golfer has continued to be as industrious as ever, beavering away at things that need to be done. The chickens now have their lean-to or chicken port, although there is still some guttering to be added. No word of thanks has come from their beaks yet, although they may have heard a neighbour asking when we were putting the central heating in and assumed the job is nowhere near completion yet. At least their feet, and ours, will be drier and less muddy.
The second picture shows parts of the replacement compost bin, another few pallets having been stripped and reassembled to fit the space, but this time covered in a sheet of plastic to reduce damage to the wall that surrounds the composting area, one of which is the back wall to the old sheds. Saving his fingers when the temperature drops, the Golfer has done most of this work inside, once the pallets were stripped.
I did allow myself to expend some of my limited energy today by belatedly planting some overwintering onion and shallot sets, although I did plant them in the raised bed at the side of the house rather the main veg area as the former did not require clearing first. I meant to use it just for salad-y things really, and some perpetual spinach, but I didn’t want to leave it any later to plant them. I’ve not overwintered them before, but thought I would give it a try as my later planted onions did so poorly this year, although I am sure they should have been planted well before now!
On my way back to the shed with the trowel in my hand I allowed myself to poke about a bit in the leaf matter covering the bed where my species snowdrops are and got quite (OK, very) excited at how many of them were actually showing little green shoots – and ‘Maidwell L’, sometimes flowering at the end of December, had shoots several cms high. It was only a week or so ago I had given the bed a cursory poke and had found nothing – no belief, obviously. There were also several buds on the Christmas Rose, Helleborus niger. No time to poke around and stare, let alone stand – too busy being healthy and energetic and rushing around, so is that the lesson I have learned?