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Happy Happy Watermelons

I took this about ten days ago. They have since doubled in size. We are puzzled as to when to pick them – how to tell if a watermelon is ripe and ready?!

happy happy watermelons
happy happy watermelon

Watermelon Numero Uno

We plundered a watermelon. Our first one. It happened like this…

Cutting it loose

Watermelon - Picked!

Thank you, watermelon

Home grown watermelon

Watermelon being eaten by Small DB

It was lovely, but could have been a little riper. We’re not going to grab another until the end of the month… We kept the seeds so we can grow them again, somewhere… Many also turned up later in Small DB’s nappy, but that’s probably too much information. Over and out.

Reboot. It’s Monday.

This time last week Small DB and I planted snow peas…

Ready to grow. Snow peas. #garden #autumn #planting

A week of growth…

A week of growth. Snow peas.

We got home from playgroup and I opened the clamshell sandpit that the wonderful T had delivered to us on Friday. It was perfect for a drizzly day… Both of them played together for ALMOST AN HOUR. Dear god…it was bliss. Thank you T!

Sandpit clam on the porch. It's a novelty. #rainy day #play i

It is Monday. The day where I take a breath and know, generally, how the day is going to pan out. The last few have had a beautiful rhythm to them. The morning is spent at playgroup, we come home and hang about a bit and snack. Small DB is coaxed to sleep once, twice…and then finally it sticks. Small Z and I get some time together for something…anything….

Today we planted out 23 cloves of garlic, saved from our successful planting last year. We dug some dirt. I was a princess, Paddington Bear, Daisy-Spell and also, occasionally, myself.

Bath, dinner, books, and then bed. Well, bed for the larger one at least. I’m sitting here being bothered by the other one…who’s idea was she again??!

Oh – and I found someone had got to my list-making page before me:
Every time I open a new page to start a list, she gets there first #4yo #saboteur #dinosaurtragic
So hysterical πŸ™‚

Feathery, Daphne and Grass…

In my new approach to my situation (subtitled: Don’t Wait Until the Boat’s Finished – DO IT NOW!) I went out last Saturday and bought us three chickens. Am thrilled with self.

Plans for this have been Small Z’s kindergarten teacher put us on to a free chicken coop that has been tweaked and downsized by M. I have bought straw, molasses, mixed grain, shellgrit and two heavy old saucepans for water vessels. We are now correspondingly poorer…but for a good cause.

One thing I hadn’t counted on was having to keep them (ahem) cooped up for a week…but of course we have had to – if we just plopped them out in the backyard they would have been totally discombobulated and probably have flown away.

So this week has been about giving them their little routine and keeping them confined to quarters. I am so longing for a still, sunny day where we can sit out the back and have some bonding time. The weather has been of fleeting sunshine, huge gusts of wind and general chill. Over it.

Chooks first morning.

The names? Each girl in the family got to pick a name for our new girls: Small Z’s is called ‘Feathery’, Small DB’s is ‘Grass’ and mine is ‘Daphne’. They are lovely – I am SO looking forward to having some chook time with them – the coop is a bit small to get in and cuddle them in any comfort. The funny thing is, I’ve been so thrilled by them that for a while, I forgot that they might actually lay us some eggs!

I thought that their dinner last night looked very pretty with Small Z’s additions of dandelions….

Chooks dinner. Gourmet!

Pictures of Feathery, Daphne and Grass to come, once they are free ranging…

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