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Pottering [Apr. 22nd, 2019|12:54 pm]
Tony Grist
As I swept the path into the kitchen garden my shoulder brushed the beech hedge that borders it and left a trail of dead leaves in my wake- so I gave up.

There was a dead thrush on the path. It showed no sign of injury. Birds don't usually give up the ghost in plain sight. Might it have had a heart attack?

I forget we have rhubarb until I actually see the clump. This morning I picked some.

I transplanted a birch sapling from the field to the bed which- until Matthew went through it like the Golden Horde- was full of overgrown currants and raspberry canes. I've no idea if it will take, but there's nothing lost if it doesn't- and that bit of ground needs to acquire purpose.

[User Picture]From: pondhopper
2019-04-22 02:41 pm (UTC)

Birds sometimes just reach the end of their short lifespans and literally drop dead. It could have been an illness, heart failure...

I love rhubarb and have tried to grow it multiple times but it does not like our climate. Sometimes I crave a strawberry rhubarb pie but...

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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2019-04-22 03:56 pm (UTC)
I added cumin seeds to my rhubarb. It worked.
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