getting down with my hoe

Those horsetails are bastards, aren't they? Survivors from the cretaceous, apparently. Bastards, anyhow. Bullying my fennel, bothering my onions, and pissing off my potatoes. Dad's been keeping things together for me, but turn your back for a few days and the weeds start owning the place.

The good news is, thirty of the black currant cuttings I put in last winter have taken, so there are thirty new bushes in the offing. A dozen elder trees, ditto.

I'm knackered now, only a couple of hours work. That's because I've had no real exercise for the last two months. Ah well, schwey-schwey.

New blogroll policy: twelve blogs. Anybody gets irksome or boring, then away they go. Greengalloway, for example, looked promising, but posted nowt for a week, so he's away. Incurable-hippy, on the other hand, has a fantastically unexpected post on Christian tattoos. Brilliant. And Dawdon has such good pictures, and such a homely feel.

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  1. ApprenticeThu Jul 14, 04:34:00 am BST

    Yesterday's Gardeners' Question Time's opener was a woman who described having to take a lawnmower to her patio. Mare's tail. The advice: to move house. Oh how we all laughed. Apparently she bought the place in the winter. Whatever, you have my sympathies.

    Blackcurrants from cuttings is very impressive. And elders. Gorgeous. Will you be making wine?

    And thanks for liking my pictures. You really made my day.

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  2. Garry NixonThu Jul 14, 09:11:00 am BST

    "Will you be making wine?"! Ha! Bucketfuls. I'll need it, with the upset these horsetails are causing.

    Keep on clicking, the pics are great and I'm glad to have made someone's day!

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