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The statuette’s story

Bronze figurine, Ashmolean Museum Yesterday we visited the Ashmolean Museum in Oxford. The Ancient Cyprus section was lovely - soft and gentle. I was drawn to a small figurine in a case in the corner. This is what it said to me. "The men go into the ground, following...

Tamworth pigs, public footpaths and ploughing

Image from https://www.southeastfarmer.net/section/news/safaris-booming-on-farming-estate The newly-released Tamworth pigs, two abreast, "unzipped the turf down the public footpaths, following the exact routes on the Ordnance Survey map, heading diagonally across the...

End of a chapter

Today, using my Mira Trowel, I harvested the onions from the new raised bed. The frame of the bed was laid on the lawn last August, then the grass was covered with cardboard and the frame filled with about four inches of home-made compost. In September the onion set...

The Wood-Wide Web

From our latest newsletter: In the last few years there has been a fundamental shift in how scientists view the way the plant kingdom works. Take trees, for example. The old view was that woodland trees grow tall because they compete for light - and the strongest win....

No-dig works

Last summer this was part of our lawn. One afternoon in August, partner Nigel made a timber frame. I laid cardboard over the grass, and then filled the frame with compost. This is how it looked by the end of that afternoon. In September I planted some onion sets and...

No pressure …

When someone is at high pressure, conversation with them is not easy. There is a certain glazed look in their eye, as they try to manage the intensity of what they are trying to express. And you can't get a word in edgeways. You open your mouth to reply - and they are...

How I view my relationship with Planet Earth

A January ponder. Something I wrote in 2014. It still rings true, although I might add a bit more now. Planet Earth gives me a body and maintains it during my existence here. Thus will I trust in her and study her ways in order to understand them better.Planet Earth...

Found my Mira Trowel!

My 15-year-old Mira Trowel disappeared in the garden last spring. I couldn't find it anywhere. And this afternoon, there it was, stuck in a flowerbed where I had left it. The leaves had died back to expose it. The blade and handle (which was oiled every year) are as...

A Christmas gift for us

"Earlier this year, we lost our Implementations copper trowel, though I’m still hoping to discover it buried with the beetroot. A straight replacement of a shiny Castor trowel would make me happy on Christmas morning. I am almost addicted to their dibber and my...