It's that time of year, time to clear the beds and the ones that aren't containing overwintering things will be covered to rest over the winter. As there could be a move coming up I'm not putting too much pressure on myself to fill all the beds with things as was originally planned. Just a bed of over-wintering onions and a bed or two of cabbages for us, the pigs and the chickens. The rest can lie dormant.
And because it's such a grey day I couldn't possibly just leave you with a picture of bare soil, so here's a bit of vegetable goodness, one for us, one for the chickens and one for the pigs.
What lovely sunny, yummy colours!
~The advert in the Farmers Guardian that started this little adventure, (if you can't read the words, go back through my archives to the very first entry).
I am amazed that a little mention of 'mobile homes' has created such an interest! Lots of comments and even more emails begging for an explanation, soooo......I suppose it would be unfair not to let everyone in on our plans for the future wouldn't it?~
Well this was only ever going to be our experimental home, to see if we 'townies' could really live the 'Good Life'. Could we truly stand the mud, mess, animal catastrophes and escapades, or would we running panicking and screaming back to civilisation.~
Well guess what, we're made of stern stuff us 'former townies' , we intend to find our very own bit of land and restart our adventure, planned from the very beginning, built to our, and our animals specifications. Instead of making do and muddling through with the wrong type of layouts, building and space, we are on the lookout for 20 acres of mixed woodland and arable/pasture. That we can live on, and one day own completely, our only major requirement is that it is within one hours drive of Lovely Hubbys' work, so the world , or rather just this bit of it is our oyster.~
You all know we like a challenge and this is the next one - our future.