Milking at midnight

We were in London overnight and friends looked after the poultry but we couldn’t ask them to take on the milking

We milked late Friday afternoon and just now when we returned. What a glorious night with a full moon and the accompanying sounds of owls. Tomorrow it’s “Open Gardrn Sunday”. It might be a busy day.

Here they come – and I think

Of my lovely mum

Whose favourite soft fruits were raspberries

Good memories of happy times when she came to stay with us at The Gables and enjoyed the fresh fruits and vegetables straight from the garden

And mum sitting under the pergola cuddling a gosling in carefree pre-covid times