Perfect Easter hols...sunshine, family, fab and lovely friends and even a college reunion in the middle of it all (although what on God's green earth possessed me to agree to a tour of the top of the chapel roof for absolutely no reason at all I cannot begin to imagine. It's that high for a reason, and it doesn't include ornery folk climbing up it). The sky turned blue and Cornwall (and everywhere else) turned her face to the sun and beamed back in delight. You could almost feel the ground splitting and heaving underfoot as seeds and shoots stretched and threw open their tiny green arms; and then just in time, just as our water tanks were beginning to think carefully about how much they had left in their bellies, the skies opened and it rained in torrents. We can harvest a thousand litres a night when it rains like that; we went from just over one tank to four and busting in two days. Rain and sun - the perfect mix - washing machine on, hoover on, reveling in our abundance. (Off grid is a sure fire way to enjoy doing both - you make hay while the sun shines, and no mistake...).
Bee magic underway...
As well as planting and pricking out and tending titchy tiny seedlings, and getting our wee Food bank Garden up and running, we're working on all Good Things Bee - ey. Work is afoot for our Blooming Bee Friendly Day in the local town in June, posters being drawn up, plants and compost being begged, borrowed and um...made...our target? 100 Bee Friendly Homes in Hayle, proud stewards of either a bee hotel, a bee cafe, or both. BugLife and the Bumblebee Conservation Trust are sending us lots of leaflets and info to hand out, and over the next couple of weeks we're going to be cutting up A LOT OF BAMBOO of an evening for the bug hotels. Secateur-related RSI here we come - but all for a good cause..:)
Oh, the Wonderful Power of Poo...
Spring is properly here now...the storms have gone and the whole woodland is turning from brown to green. It's a fantastic moment - almost in front of your eyes. And with fabulous hard-working WOOFFERS on site (a lovely family from Prague, with children who go to a Forest School - how fab!) we've kicked off big time. Today's job was to trailer in tonnes of 3 year old horse manure (gardener's black gold!) into the Food Bank Garden raised beds - all built and ready to roll. Made I proper happy...:)
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