The Walnut tree is once again behaving badly and whilst all the other trees in the garden are in full leaf this big proud fella is determined to keep us waiting. We are fearful that it is too dry and no amount of hand watering will make a difference as it needs under ground wetting. We are settling down this evening with black clouds brewing outside and crossing our fingers that tonight it will rain and the twice daily toil of buckets and cans will be over.
At the beginning of last year we met a lady who lives locally and keeps horses, we asked if she had horse manure for our garden and she invited us to go with a trailer any time we needed it. Stupidly, we never got around to it . It is astonishing that with all the time in the world we manage to let friendships fall through our fingers. We finally decided that the day had come for a manure trip as I have planned to lay some on each veggie bed as I empty them in the Autumn, but, we need the poo here, rotting and ready, so there was no excuse and we needed to rekindle the friendship and go. It does not look much and is actually easier than I imagined to handle so I don’t know what was putting us off all last year but there it is, black gold, with all the promise of a good crop next year.
We took the camper up to Cherbourg today to give Beema a spring clean. We are still struggling with the thought of selling her but she is on the market and it will only take one enthusiast to fall in love with her like we have. She looks better for her clean and the engine purred happily all the time we were there, so come on next owner...............lets be having you..
We then took the long way home in the camper and reminded ourselves how easy it will be to turn all this boat love to camper love. We still have a strong wanderlust and can’t believe that we have not made a long journey since 2004. Our time has been taken up with retiring and moving and settling in, but this year, we have plans to get away, and I can’t.........
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