The fruits of labour (or labour of fruits?)

Every morning there is something to collect from the garden. The wind and rain made the pinks flop over the path and the self sown marigolds are past their best but still sending out the odd bloom, so these were picked to cheer up the kitchen. Who says orange and magenta don’t go??. Deadheading theContinue reading “The fruits of labour (or labour of fruits?)”

The Ruthven Fold

Yesterday four Scottish Longhorn heifers joined the merry band here at Ruthven. They seem very canny beasts and have ambled around the field a few times before settling, for now, by the compost heap. Lyra the pup is agog with excitement. At every opportunity she is down by the fence watching intently. Yesterday, feigning theContinue reading “The Ruthven Fold”