Breakfast at Lottie's
You can't help but smile first thing in the morning at breakfast time
Snowy is so nosy - stop squeaking, it's all the same food; get back to eating
It doesn't take them long to eat their fill and scramper off around the garden
They have a drinker of fresh water 24/7 in their run - so why do they insist on drinking from the bird baths?
As much as I love too, I couldn't stand watching them for long as we were off up the allotment.
I wanted to get in my early potatoes, and its hard work.
Patrick bless him, was in charge of barrowing the well rotted horse manure
Whilst I dug the trenches and filled them with it
I planted three rows of Rocket - first earlies - they were lovely last year
And one row of Charlotte - second earlies which never lets me down. I earthed them up as I did each row, leaving some extra soil either side of the trenches to earth them up again when the leaves show.
Patrick weeded the Jostaberry bed - and a great job he did of it too! There are always sneaky creeping nettles that are hard to dig out, and the deadly deep rooted dock weeds.
We were up there almost three and a half hours - the time flew by. Luckily I had a cooked chicken at home ready prepared for lunch, so he did the salad whilst I showered and I finished preparing it whilst he did the same.
I was so worn out that I thought I wouldn't be able to do another thing - but I soon got distracted once I went into the garden - more of that another day.