Loseley Park

I visited Loseley Park in Surrey England the other day. It really has the most delightfully manicured gardens I have seen for a long time. Just look at those lawn edges in the vegetable garden and the beautiful patchwork of lettuces!!

There were also poppies in abundance around the vegetable plots. I imagine these are useful as well as pretty, encouraging bees to come and pollinate the various vegetable flowers. This will be particularly important when the flowers of the runner and broad beans need to "set."

cell phones in the bathroom

Alternative title - don't use mobile phones in the loo. I am still trying to find a connection between this and compassion, spirituality, love, the Wounded Healer. Indeed I feel anything but love and compassion for pigeons at the moment.
But first - my experiment - dont spoil it for me - please leave a comment just to say you've passed by this blog.Why?
I have just read a blog where the blogger said his hits and comments left on his blog for writing said item suddenly jumped to 100's from the total anonymity of his more serious but definitely more worthwhile musings both before and since. So this is my experiment - to see if this has the same effect for me!! Out of interest I googled said title - and hey there are literally millions of entries - of all sorts - videos - advice serious and otherwise - around "Don't use your cell phone in the bathroom."

On to pigeons and pigeon netting again. Why do the pictures in gardening catalogues always show such neat netting around perfectly formed frames around the vegetables. I spent two hours this morning in bitter cold putting new nets around the broccoli that the pigeons are determined to strip bare before any of it gets to my dinner plate. And it looks far from neat and symmetrical - it's a bit lopsided for sure - but I just hope it does the trick!

The Solace of Landscape and Soil

Broad Beans, I learn, are some of the oldest recorded vegetables, cultivated since biblical times. Apparently by the Middle Ages, stealing the crop was punished by the death penalty!



Yesterday the temperature went up to 9 degrees on the allotment and my spirits soared as layers of clothes were peeled off to stay cool! And all this after weeks of temperatures hovering around freezing and when I often found it hard to summon up any enthusiasm to do anything!

Part of our spiritual healing comes from our commune with, our intimate contact with, the earth, the soil. In Alastair McIntosh's wonderful book, Soil and Soul, he writes: "If humankind is to have any hope of changing the world...we need, first, to make community with the soil, to learn how to revere the Earth." Belden Lane writes of The Solace of Fierce Landscapes in a book of that title. Peter Owen Jones in his new book Letters from an Extreme Pilgrim, writes: "God, I loved the desert. It allowed me to see to what was broken - with all my hate, with all my love, my unknowing, my unbeing - and gave me the time to begin to mend."

Back to the allotment. And doesn't it look a mess!? The heavy snow brought down some of the netting protecting the brassicas from the pigeons, and before I could get up there the pesky birds had made a good job of stripping all the fresh young growth off the sprouting broccoli. The plants are now struggling to recover - although I think they will. Other plotters pulled up their pigeon stripped brassicas last year and put them on the compost heap. I persevered with mine and eventually had a tolerable crip. Let's hope this year is the same. At least the Bright Lights Swiss Chard is recovering after looking dead when the snow melted.

So back to those broad beans. Soon I shall be sowing them, alongside Cauliflowers, Globe Artichoke and Tomatoes under cover for transplanting out later. 
Let Shelley have the last word:

I love snow, and all the forms

Of the radiant frost;

I love waves, and winds, and storms,

Everything almost

Which is Nature's, and may be

Untainted by man's misery. (Percy Shelley 1792-1822)