Morning Strawberry Raids
We have thieves in the garden. I suspect there are two of them, raiding the strawberry patch early in the morning and then slinking in with wet feet, sticky hands and happy faces. They take every berry that is even remotely red and leave me devastated when I check later in the day. But it is worth every strawberry when they lead their grandfather to the patch and excitedly share their loot with him.
In another few months the garden will be completely different, with the flowers dwarfing the vegetables, the early potatoes ready to be pulled, bees and butterflies competing for flowers, and more veg ready to be harvested. Although, with two little thieves on the loose, who knows what we will have left to harvest!
This post is dedicated to my beautiful cousin in QLD who leaves me voicemails that make me laugh and homesick all at once, and asks about our sheep and our garden. x
Gorgeous 💚💚
ReplyDeleteI have been doing genealogy and find an ancestor's will who bequeaths 10 pounds to be paid annually drawn on his farm Tinnock. His name is William Gilbert born 1757 and died in Ballinclash March 1833. I have a scanned copy of the will and a transcription if you are interested.
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