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. As anyone who has tried to earth up potatoes with a trowel instead of a rake or draw hoe, or harvest them with a spade rather than a fork, will surely agree.
pigeons.Over autumn they developed hearts and throughout the winter months they've endured rain, winds and last weekend's hail and snow. I've been harvesting them selectively, trying to save them for special roast dinners with friends as they're so good
to disregard nettles as a useless (and delinquent) weed, as they can be very useful. Nettles make strong rope and tough cloth; up until the First World War the Germans harvested tonnes of nettles and made them into military uniforms (the sting is neutralised
it with another job like harvesting so I don't get fed up. By only working on one bed at a time I avoid getting overwhelmed by the enormity of the job. But it always amazes me how much I manage to get done in one session by plodding my steady way through the beds
children used to sing a song about them "sleeping in a blankety bed" at Harvest festivals which always made me smile). All hail the broad bean, Emperor of Pulses.
harvest of rich dark soil ... full of egg shells. Oh well. They soon get broken into pieces as we mulch them in; they'll help improve the drainage.