Our first livestock and the joys of double-digging

They're not for eating, but they do apparently look like rabbit sans tete et pied. A pair of hyperactive mouse-catchers with stealth capabilities: you never actually SEE them in the kitchen when you shut the door, but then the next time you go in the whole place is covered in wee footprints... Here's K with Petal and Puck:


Limed the four legume/brassica beds this week after hunting for something that wasn't quicklime (which cooks the soil and your hands) - using crushed oystershell. Also started the root break and am double-digging to remove as many stones as possible to prevent humorous carrots. Took me 3 hours to do 4 feet and I filled a wheelbarrow with stones. At this rate it'll take less time to just wait for the stones to erode by themselves. Still, when it's done that's the veg beds done and we can move on to fruit beds.

Also finding how joyous plastering is, digging holes throughout the garden looking for the fosses and soakaways as they're not up the scratch, K's resting her back after hurting it lifting turf (she's ok now), and we're having the central heating boiler replaced. When it's in I might have a rant about wood-fired alternatives and how complicated and expensive they are.

Crack on.