Friday, 30 September 2016

Last Day of September

Well it's the last day of September, and what a quick month that seemed to be. 

It's also I think, the last jug full of Sweet peas from the Veggie Patch.   I only planted them to attract the bees to pollinate the French and Runner beans which have both fizzled out and done terribly this year.  The Sweet Peas however, have done brilliantly well, my best Sweet Pea display ever, bringing colour and a glorious scent to the hillside and the house over and over again. The more you pick the more you get!!

Shopping with Mum last week saw me spending another bit of my Flower Show winnings on more packets of seeds.  They were being sold off at 50p a pack at the garden centre, so that's another £3 spent.

Well roll on October, let's see what you have in store for us, is all I have to say now :-)

Sue xx

Thursday, 29 September 2016

Six Little Beady Eyes .......

I wonder what these six little beady eyes are keeping an eye on ......

.... yup, Lovely Hubby is a soft touch and they know if they wait and they watch there will always be a little bit of something over from his breakfast.

I don't eat bacon, or give them bits of my meals so they know it's pretty pointless to watch me  :-)

Sue xx

Tuesday, 27 September 2016

My Favourite Time of Year

Autumn is my favourite time of the year. 

Most days start fresh and bright, and yes sometimes a little chilly, but it's nothing that wellies and a lightweight fleece can't cope with.  The dogs run around the paddock after their breakfast with the long wet grass soaking them up to their tummies ... the downside to being only a foot or so tall  ... poor things, while I stroll and ponder on the day.

There's still harvesting to be done and bits of space to be found in the freezers for the food, once it's picked, washed and blanched.  To tell the truth it starts to get a bit boring by this time of the year, and at times I even miss the simplicity of just nipping out to the shops for a bag of frozen veggies!!

We stroll to the far end of the paddock, the dogs dashing around and sniffing here, there and everywhere, and ... I hope you're not tucking into anything tasty while you're reading this  ... eating any fresh rabbit droppings and occasional sheep poo that takes their fancy ... sometimes I despair of their manners ... after all it's so soon after breakfast!!  

As I look back towards the house, the sheep are tucked under the hedge in the dry spot they have slept in.  Yes they are back, four of this years lambs now pretty much grown up and no longer needing their mums.  One is a returner and knows the ropes of ignoring the dogs and in return being ignored by them, it works well and nobody gets upset by our twice or thrice daily meanderings around the field.

As we walk back towards the house the sun comes out even brighter, illuminating the fields on the hillside with their criss cross of electricity wires and pylons, and promising another good day.

And at my feet more mushrooms, they are everywhere this year, and the damp morning conditions are just perfect for bringing them on.

As we get back to the house, it's time to dry off the dogs little wet paws and for me go out to clean the henhouse.  The chickens are loving being back in their old stomping ground at the side of the house.  The early morning light sees them vanishing into the small wooded area that separates our land from that of our neighbours.  But when they hear me coming over they rush to the fence to see what goodies I might have and yes, as usual I have a scoop of corn to scatter around and keep them out of my way while I clear out the henhouse and leave it fresh for more egg laying.

It's a good Autumn routine at the moment, and it will last us a while ... well until it changes into a Winter,  much brisker but equally invigorating one.

Sue xx

Monday, 26 September 2016

Trimming Trees

Living alongside a main A road and owning trees of all ages and a woodland, means that we have the responsibility of making sure that all the trees on our land are safe, and most specifically that none near the road will be hit by passing lorries, of which there are a multitude twenty four hours a day, seven days a week.
A couple of the main branches on our roadside trees were getting dangerously close to the tops of the big trucks and rather than wait for bits to start falling off as they were wafted and hit we decided to call in our friendly tree surgeons and get it all sorted before the weather turns.
Living so close to Snowdonia National Park we had to wait for the end of the holiday season for traffic lights to be allowed on the main road for the trimming to take place, and so at last it was all sorted last week.

I just had to get a couple of photos of the brave guys in action.  Hanging out over the main road walking along the branches of the trees is definitely a job  for  the experts.   The top photo was taken from the side of our house and then these two were with the camera zoomed in to get a closer view.

It's also time to gather in the Horse Chestnuts and put them out on all the windowsills of the house.  It really does keep the spiders out and is something I've been doing  for years now.  We had one huge spider in the house last week and I realised that last years conkers were still in place, obviously not giving off  enough of the scent that deters the nasty long legged critters.
It's all sorted now, and since I put the new ones in place there have been no more sightings ... phew!!
Sue xx

Sunday, 25 September 2016

Rosehips and Roses

This is a familiar sight at this time of year at the far end of our paddock, the wild rose bush full of rosehips.
What you don't expect to see next to the rosehips .... is dog roses!!

This poor bush is totally confused with the seasons. 
We had roses blooming away at Christmas and back in January of this year that lasted for weeks, then they disappeared.  Then they came back when they should have appeared and now here they are again.  I'm not complaining ... they are absolutely beautiful ...  but it must be hard work for the bush not knowing which season it's supposed to be.

Meanwhile here is Suky pottering under another bush while Mum snaps away at the roses :-)
Sue xx