11:05:34 Checking the apple tree. | 11:05:43 Blossom on the orange tree (which never really comes to much as it's left outside all year round). | 11:37:11 The vines, I had started to set up these strings for the vines to train on. | 11:37:25 Grapes! |
11:37:45 | 12:21:10 | 12:21:26 | 15:03:00 Chie doing some pruning with her new gardening gloves. |
15:03:09 | 15:03:10 | 16:09:29 I found out Fingal Rock had some more stock of this - possibly the oldest UK sparkling wine currently on the market, so had ordered a couple of bottles. | 16:10:32 Cork starting to give up a bit but still more or less intact. |
16:10:44 | 16:11:52 Here it is amidst the vines. This bottle was in better condition than the one I'd tasted last summer - or perhaps I was just more prepared for what to expect - but still an unusual sweet Sherry sort of character, with honey and beeswax. Interesting for a glass or two but not somethng you'd want to drink a whole bottle of! | 16:21:05 A little caterpillar on one of the apple tree leaves. | 18:29:48 Pizza in the garden for dinner. Erika ate hers in the tent. |
18:30:25 They're possibly a bit overly generous with the olives and capers here - I dread to think how much salt there is in this pizza - but it is also delicious. | 18:46:05 Erika and me. | 18:46:08 | 18:46:29 Attempt to get a picture of all three of us. |
18:47:17 Just being silly now. | 18:47:44 Erika of course always looks photogenic. | 18:47:53 | 18:50:18 n |
18:52:01 | 19:06:21 Heading out for an evening stroll. | 19:15:51 | 19:18:27 I've been watching a lot of bushcraft videos and was reminded of the firelighting potential of birch bark. |
19:25:28 A squirrel. | 19:25:42 | 19:26:27 | 19:26:34 |
19:26:48 | 19:27:30 | 19:29:31 Erika climbing a tree. | 19:35:25 The squirrel again. |
19:39:01 A rather nonchalant fox exprerssing terrible ennui with its urban surrounds. | 19:40:27 Foxtrot. | 19:40:35 | 20:31:14 Back at home. |