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Rain, Goats and Gardens
Like everything in our lives nothing is separate. One thing is connected to another in some way take yesterday for instance. Wednesday is one of my physio days plus it’s also market day. So just after 8am we were going along the river road when my wife cries stop Goats!!!! there in the road were three small goats who had just been for a drink. Although time was pressing we watched whilst they clambered up the steep bank into the cover of scrub and pine trees. Once again we were given an insight into our neighbours. However, my wife was not so thrilled this morning when I showed her what the ‘little dears’ had done to her saffron bed, obviously hungry they had nibbled the shoots as they were appearing and dug the bulbs up they could reach. So once the ones that are left have flowered they are being moved to the back of the house amongst the daffs and planted deeply.
Friday IT RAINED!! not hard flash rain, but long soak it in rain, the stuff we need so badly. This is the misty photo the trees as the rain subsided. It started Thursday evening and was still going most of Friday all the plant pots were put outside even threatened to put the boys out for a bath. Anyway, my wife had to go to the Doctors for her BP tabs & I wanted to go to the engineers, so there we were going along the river road when suddenly a small herd of goats were crossing the road from the river – never a camera around – they were so quick, but at least we know they were not the Ibex we see on the masa these were small with curved horns not the straight. So we now have an idea of who’s been digging in the garden….and yes one of the cameras is pointed at the bulb beds.
The result of the rain is that the Lilly bulbs are starting to shoot. Now it may be early in other parts of the world but these lilies shoot and carry on growing through the winter before blooming in early spring.
Agricultural Fair or ‘What Day Is It?’
What else did you expect from an agricol fira? fun, wine and food? hehe they come later. But seriously folks, every year we go there simply because we like it. Now normally it occurs on the last weekend in October, this year however it falls next weekend on our birthdays. Our weekend will be a round of dinners, the fira and petanca with good friends, which night I don’t know we are still sorting that out. Anyway, when we were there on Friday we saw the stalls being erected, bars set up but no sign of the rides so we were a bit perplexed had we got the dates wrong?? Well not wanting to miss the fira we decided to wander down only to find that what we saw was actually what was happening they were setting things up for NEXT weekend – drrrr are we getting old????
We always make for the horses first then wander round watching the people enjoying themselves. My wife visits the Church tombola and buys tickets the proceeds of which goes towards helping others. Then we go to look at the machinery, wines and any other displays on that side of the fair. Our last stop is the café where we enjoy a glass or two plus some jamon and or cheese. Another wander around then we head for home. As most of the rides and stuff are the same these pictures give you an idea. The last picture is to me a gently reminder that Christmas is not far away.
And So To Books and Radio Devon:
I was listening on-line to radio 5 live the other day – cricket of course – after which I decided to wander around the radio stations and came across Radio Devon. Now as those of you who have read A Plymouth Story know I have a love of all things naval, and Devon is so full of naval history, pirates and the likes that I have a fondness for that part of the world. On one of our visits to our daughter in Torquay we went one wet grey day to Dartmouth. Crossed the Dart on a ferry and wandered round a town that looked like it was still in the 1700/1800’s, quaint but very picturesque, which is why I could see James Blackstock walking down streets like this in Plymouth. So now we are linked into Radio Devon with good music, chat and a general community feeling, for those of you who are interested and like on-line radio give it a try.
(c) M.D. Bosc – Author
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