Totally choosing not to remember the wind has me gasping for breath within seconds of venturing outside, I walked...or rather...sort of lurched...round the garden this afternoon because the rain had stopped and I swear I was going slightly stir crazy with not having had any fresh air for a couple of days.
Every single last Gooseberry has gone...eaten by the Blackbirds I suppose...no Redcurrants either...not a Raspberry to be had. There are some Blackcurrants left but it's such a faff topping and tailing them...and they will squidge in your fingers if you're a bit heavy handed.
Had a quick look inside the poly-tunnel...don't think Himself has been watering the Peppers actually...those he grew last year were delicious...a hundred times better than those from a shop.
Said hello to the Rabbit...it's been so wet he had to be moved back into the tunnel...the poor thing would have drowned if he'd stayed outside. Feeling sorry for him having to live on his own when I first had him, I gave him a Guinea-Pig as a friend...he murdered it. Rabbit is now sixteen years old...probably too long in the tooth to introduce another hapless furry friend.
He isn't very friendly anyway...screams blue murder if you dare to pick him up and beats the daylights out of your arms with his back feet...Himself wears thick gardening gloves that reach his elbows if he does need to pick Rabbit up...
Had to keep stopping every few steps to get my breath back...leaning on tree trunks and pretending to myself that I was grand and had just stopped to look at the river...
The Orange Blossom has almost finished and there isn't a single plum on either Plum tree this year...last year they were both laden down with fruit. The Hazel tree doesn't have any nuts either...I wonder whether this fruiting every other year is a 'modern' trend...if you were relying on gathering nuts for the winter it must have been quite a shock to realise there weren't any.
There haven't been any Beech nuts for years...the shells fall off...thousands of them all over the road and our little field, but none have those sweet little nuts inside. We used to dawdle on the way home from school...eating Beech nuts and with a pocket full of shiny Conkers...
I made my way back indoors eventually...had to sit down for ages to recover.