This afternoon I watched the Women’s Six Nations Rugby match between Wales and Ireland.
Our dinner this evening consisted of chicken Kiev and southern fried chicken with chips, peas and sweetcorn, accompanied in my case by more of the Fleurie.
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Having approached the end of my teens some time ago, I had come to a fork in my ‘A Knight’s Tale’, and couldn’t make up my mind as to which road to take. Today I set off again, taking material from posts ‘Auntie Gwen’ and ‘A Little White Lie’.
Today was sunny but not much warmer than yesterday. However, Jackie was happily able to return to her work of tidying, weeding, and planting in the garden.
Most tulips are fully flouncing, but some are freshly flourishing;
ajugas are replacing cowslips in the Oval Bed.
We now have campions and marigolds.
The red Japanese maple, having been pruned of dead branches first by me and then by Aaron, has miraculously survived in the Kitchen Bed.
At the front of the house we have enough crab apple blossom to suggest that the blackbirds will be well catered for in the winter. The collared dove in the now over winter flowering cherry has a nest in a holly out of the picture.
We dined on Jackie’s succulent roast pork with perfect crisp crackling, Yorkshire pudding, mashed potato, ratatouille, runner beans, and carrots. Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank Paniza gran reserva 2009
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Today, Easter Sunday, we confined ourselves to light gardening. For Aaron it was a normal day.
He reorganised the compost bins. This involved shifting the greenish fencing to the left from behind the Head Gardener’s Shed, and moving the contents of one heap into the one I had emptied during the week.
He painted the Ace Reclaim Bench.
He weeded more paths, and moved spare posts from the rickety orange shed to the trunk of the sturdier beech tree. Both of these tasks are shown in this view of the Phantom Path with the beech at the far end.
Another snaking path was that entitled Heligan.
The Shady Path, seen beyond the Dragon Bed;
and the Gazebo Path were weeded last week.
We have many ajugas, such as these
in the Oval Bed, like Elizabeth’s Bed beyond, now fully composted.
We have almost finished the preparation of the Rose Garden, the first image of which shows the chimney pots in the distance, and the vantage point from which, at the south-easternmost corner I photographed the
jackdaw, now guarding the nest inside the chimney, with my little ZX700 HS. Every so often the bird descends into the chimney.
The geraniums macrorrhizum Ingwersen’s Variety are now blooming nicely.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s piquant cauliflower cheese, fish pie, crunchy carrots and runner beans, with which I finished the shiraz.