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Investigations into the Great Pasty Theft continued at The Farm today.  CSI scoured the site looking for crumbs, rejected crusts or even signs of the plastic wrapping, all to no avail.  It is becoming evident that we are up against seasoned professionals.  Tiny was keeping tight-lipped about his part in the misdemeanour.  We are hopingContinue reading “Further Equine Enquiries”

Autumn sunshine + flower spikes of Miscanthus sinensis “Adagio” = something to remember

Occasionally I struggle to think of even a few words to accompany my meagre photographs.  On these uninspired days some will arrive eventually and, to give them their due, they rarely let me down completely.  Today, however, my problem is one of too many words.  A lexicon is zooming around in my head, bouncing offContinue reading “Words”

A yellow rose, and its not in Texas.

This burnt toffee tagetes is a welcome interloper, emerging from a packet of Naughty Marietta seed.  She was supposed to be a blonde but turned out to be a brunette.  More Liz than Marilyn.  I’m not complaining, in the low autumn sunshine she is a real beauty.  She was naughtier than we imagined.  I doContinue reading “Rogue”

This is just one of the myriad of individual flowers covering the elegant spikes of Verbascum chaxii.  Beautiful in entirety, wonderful in isolation.

The first truly chilly start of the season.  It began with drive through retina-melting low sun interspersed with patches of clichéd moorland mist.  On arrival at Lionel and Lavinia’s I was surprised by the forgotten feeling of early morning cold and damp.  Coats were scrambled for, shoulders slightly hunched, work the antidote to dankness.  ShrubsContinue reading “Gossamer”

As you can see the infamous Pasty Pinching Pony Posse are finally behind bars, which is just where they belong.  Earlier this week one of these marauding bandits went into Slasher Sean’s bag and helped themselves to his cheese and onion pasty.   To add insult to injury they then squashed his banana.  At theContinue reading “The Trial”

Another physically demanding day at Max’s house.  The first task of the day was to relocate the contents of two large plastic compost bins full of bone-dry partially digested vegetation.  We then took turns in wheel barrowing this potential soil improver up the north face of the Eiger to the new composting area.   On myContinue reading “Help”

Yes, I’m afraid it has happened again.  I am not proud.  It was not mine to eat.  You must understand that this golden raspberry was so alluring and I am so weak.  Delicious, in case you wondered.