With eyes twitching, hands fidgeting, and minds racing, gardeners are all too aware of the new growing season just around the corner. Continue reading “Dalefoot Composts”
We have entered that short period of time between the heat of summer baking hard our beds and autumn’s cold touch hardening the soil, so I saw the recent heavy rainfall as an opportunity to turn over a few empty beds in preparation for the new season ahead. Continue reading “Turn Your Soil”
It’s been a day of mourning over at Agents of Field HQ as we said goodbye to an old friend. For over ten years she was part of the family, with a name ‘The Beast’, she was a gal with character, with grit, with class. She was my trusty companion, in the bleakest of winters she would never let me down. She didn’t mind getting dirty and never asked for much attention. But alas today would be the day it would all be too much. Today my van failed her MOT.
With repairs costing more than she’s worth, I knew our time together was over. Before me, she had many happy years with my Dad, so when he retired she became my mistress of the road. With my gardening plans growing over the last year or so, it was an easy decision to take her on, she would help my ideas flourish and play a major part in moving timber, compost and Christmas trees from the garden centre to home to the garden to the allotment.