1. I step into the woods to coppice a pesky sycamore and when I look up at the end of my job, a cat is rustling the undergrowth in one side of me and a hen is amongst the redcurrant bushes on the other.
1b. Blacksy the Black Rock hen lets me stroke her for the first time in years.
2. There’s a clear difference between my autumn and spring broad bean sowings: the firmer are growing inches every day and are far bushier than I’ve ever managed before.
2b. Inspired by my site mates, I set up a bamboo bean pole support. It suddenly makes my scratty, weedy plot look a whole lot more like a proper allotment.
2c. The netting perfectly fits around the frame, almost as if it was intentional. I should have room for dozens of pea plants, with room for a row of lettuce in the middle, taking advantage of their shade.
3. Lily rests her head on my leg as she sleeps. I’m a happy pillow.
3b. Strange has such a funny habit – of sitting down with either the front or back half of her body while the other half remains as it was, standing en route. It always makes us laugh.
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