Late afternoon and J is cleaning spades, forks and barrows and putting them away. After lunch we pulled away the old carpet from over the ‘old’ compost bin, and and shifted nearly half the contents out to the two largest veg’ plots on the east side of the garden. The compost is well rotted – it smells delicious, has a wonderful structure, and is full of worms, insects, and good bacteria.
I’ve been to the potting shed for a seed tray and have made a quick turn around the garden, looking for anything that’s ready and needs picking now : and this is what I’ve found. The egg is from our Buff Orpington hens – who live here in the walled garden. The brussel sprouts, being as fresh as they can be, will be sweet and have a nutty flavour – nothing, absolutely nothing like the sprouts that are sold at supermarkets.
These are the daily dividends of our labours in the garden.