Back at college yesterday we were all infected with half term brain death syndrome, it's not that we don't understand or even not remember what Richard has taught us before it's just that trying to put it all into cohesive sentences is so difficult. Couple that with the new terminology we must grasp each week, transpiration and translocation yesterday, and you can imagine our problem! Still it's early days yet, we've only just finished our first half term and apparently by the end of the year all these things will be tripping off our tongues! Got home in a rush as Mark and Lisa were coming round with my new raised beds, in between fending off kids and pets we decided where they should be placed, it's not set in stone yet, I will live with them for a few days before I make a final decision. Just a little tweaking of height and slope and the turf to take off and they will be ready for the new year.
Pics- the new beds in their possible final place and an enormous birch brown bolete up at Harlow.
"November comes and November goes, with the last red berries and the first white snows"
Elizabeth Coatsworth
Seeing as America have already got the first fall of white stuff, I don't suppose it will be long before that little poem above rings true!
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