A couple of sunny days means we can get cracking on.
This is me vigorously forking.
I learned it at The Geriatric School of Digging.
Hand-on-knee technique its called.
Oh, look who we have here
Sauntering slyly by.
Ginge the Minge.
He wants to shit on t’ patch.
As soon as your back’s turned
cats cack on your raised beds. They do.
(and sure enough – he did)
Here’s the raised beds.
Raked the soil into a fine tilth. Picked out tons of pebbles and stones.
Then folding the earth up in rows.
George is gonna run a line of fishbone and blood across the tips.
She loves fishboning and blooding.
