No sooner had I been bragging about how much white chard I had grown than the deer jumped back over the fence and had a go at eating the lot. We've strung up yet more lines above the fencing, hung with strips of metal foil, and the scarecrow, who had been put away, has been put back on duty. I've thrown a bit of netting over the chard. Can those deer eat!
The courgettes and beans are still cropping but I've picked the squash whose leaves had fallen away. Two other varieties with good leaf cover remain on the ground but I doubt they will make much further growth.
The apples are keeping me busy. This is the time of year when it's difficult to find enough space in the freezers. (I have three!)
I'm making juice to freeze,
filtered through a piece of muslin into whatever containers I have.
I live with Himself (husband) in a former gamekeeper's cottage in the South-West of England.
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Share my garden,
My life in one hundred objects and
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