TREASURE!

TREASURE!

Another one of those days where it barely seemed to get light. But no matter, we seem to keep each other smiling very well. Adrian was strimming an area near the polytunnels, untended for many years. He strimmed into various unwanted items such as corrugated iron, barbed wire and broken pots and we laughed at the trash value of it all, and then he came across this…

Adrian strimming for ‘treasure’ (in reality clearing a space for the temporary staff area)

Adrian strimming for ‘treasure’ (in reality clearing a space for the temporary staff area)

It’s hefty and large – the size of a dustbin lid and Adrian struggled to move it, but we gave it a temporary home beside the glasshouse we are currently renovating. Martin has a horse called Myrtle (his pride and joy) and so it seemed fitting that the horses should frolic outside the glasshouse and bring luck in the restoration. Myrtle also seems a fitting name for the glasshouse; kind of quaint and historic with plenty of character.

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In the glasshouse we now have loads going on, with neatly laid out glass in a range of sizes ready to replace every broken and damaged pane. Martin and I are now oracles on glass fitting. We know standard and unusual glass measurements, how to measure, when and how to fit, at what angle and with which specific attachments to pressure wash and glass packing procedures and policies. Martin is busy devising ingenious ways of accessing even the most elusive panes. Lets face it, neither of us are going to illuminate any dinner table conversation!

Martin is part of the multi layered autumnal landscape

Martin is part of the multi layered autumnal landscape

In the garden I harvested some beans. It’s a miracle to me that something as groggy as these black seed pods, can yield something as beautiful as these beans. Swirls of burgundy on pillows of cream.

These frogs turns into…

These frogs turns into…

…Lots of little Prince’s!

…Lots of little Prince’s!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A day of well hidden treasure.

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