October and November have gone by almost without notice and since I have had something of a bellicose invasion of builders and workmen into my small space in Wiltshire I have had little to write about save a messy building site and even less to photograph, hopefully now that all the disturbance is over, at least for the time being, I can plan my new planting and improve on existing structure. I have a brand new patio to work with and a large pergola to plant up, but due to the constant freezing weather at the moment things remain at the planning stage – frustrating, but, I can dream.
There’s a feeling of quiet now that the workmen have gone. The birds are more relaxed and instead of avoiding strangers all day, they are settling back into foraging and feeding.
Not that this is an easy task at the moment with granite hard ground and migrating birds swelling the resident population. It’s time to damn the expense and increase the food ration by a few extra handfuls of seed and dried fruit, not forgetting to replace frozen water with fresh every day for drinking and bathing.
But this is a good time, even with the hard weather. The sun streams through occasionally, not warming but welcome for all that, and it’s the only time in the year when I can wrap up warm under several layers, with a silly woollen hat pulled down over my ears and not care what it looks like, what’s more the incessant drone and groan of lawnmowers and the acrid fumes of bar-b-q’s and burnt food can be forgotten until next year – now that IS something to celebrate.
October and November have gone by almost without notice and since I have had something of a bellicose invasion of builders and workmen into my small space in Wiltshire I have had little to write about save a messy building site and even less to photograph, hopefully now that all the disturbance is over, at least for the time being, I can plan my new planting and improve on existing structure. I have a brand new patio to work with and a large pergola to plant up, but due to the constant freezing weather at the moment things remain at the planning stage – frustrating, but, I can dream.
There’s a feeling of quiet now that the workmen have gone. The birds are more relaxed and instead of avoiding strangers all day, they are settling back into foraging and feeding. 
Not that this is an easy task at the moment with granite hard ground and migrating birds swelling the resident population. It’s time to damn the expense and increase the food ration by a few extra handfuls of seed and dried fruit, not forgetting to replace frozen water with fresh every day for drinking and bathing.
But this is a good time, even with the hard weather. The sun streams through occasionally, not warming but welcome for all that, and it’s the only time in the year when I can wrap up warm under several layers, with a silly woollen hat pulled down over my ears and not care what it looks like, what’s more the incessant drone and groan of lawnmowers and the acrid fumes of bar-b-q’s and burnt food can be forgotten until next year – now that IS something to celebrate.
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