I had SO much fun on Sunday with a rotovator and our apricot tree. I was happily rotovating (?) our patch of soil and compost when the tree reached down and positively tore a chunk out of my shoulder. Ouch! It did so not want its roots to be accidentally 'vated. I ploughed bravely on and made lovely tilth as Mr Seymour says for our little potatoes, peppers, aubergines, basil, tomatoes et al. Then I went and picked some green apricots just to spite the tree. Yum. Green apricots. Actually they needed thinning so I was being neither vindictive nor in any way gourmet. Anyway, plants have been planted and drip irrigation mended. Fingers crossed for beaut crops over summer.
I also banged a lovely double bin compost box up à la Seymour but haven't got photos of it. I imagine that people must wonder at my photographic subjects sometimes and have decided not to take pix of our garbage, although I might if it looks charming at dusk...
Here is Sophie the boy cat instead.