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I was optimistic and made new walls. 2 days. Stormy stormy crash. Sigh.

Sorry – this probably could have been turned into a haiku, but I’m just too knackered from building upstairs…


Since we can no longer expect “normal” summers I believe this will be my last attempt at growing delicate veggies for the time being. My straw bales for target practice had been thrown all over the place too, even though they’re now soaked and quite heavy from living outside.

I’m not even going to attempt straightening out this mess, since it’ll be just as windy tomorrow. The slugs will probably be having a feast tonight!