Doug’s DIARY
The recent weeks have seen weather in extremes, which is quite characteristic of the climate up here. After a prolonged spell of scorching sunshine, worrying that the river that supplies water to our house might run dry, we’re now into the rainy season, as though a switch had been flicked.
The countryside is still vibrant with a breath-taking array of wild flowers, meadowsweet and willow herb just taking the stage in the hedgerows and in the forest where Hannah and I continue to run in an attempt to complete Couch to 5K, foxgloves tower above a miniature world of speedwell and trefoil. It’s beautiful and fragrant and unfortunately brings with it a high pollen count, as Hannah and Fred are finding out to their cost, poor things.
Very few pots have been made this month. We would usually be panicking to get work finished up, ready to head
