Moth Quiz Clue 2:
You'd need a big box of tissues if you caught one of these.
Answer: Streamer
Friday, April 24
I'd never have started on sorting the Alpine raised bed if it wasn't for lockdown. We both worked on it yesterday, Pam attacked the conifers and I continued to take out Bluebells and some of the plant which has matted the centre of the bed. Pam finished the conifers and Adrian is now sorting the centre part which I couldn't reach. I used to get up onto the bed to do that. A NoNo these days. Adrian actually managed to break a tine off the fork, probably the gritty soil and/or the deep roots of the conifers which had spread everywhere.
This so-called alpine Broom is lovely, it's days are numbered. It's far too big and has grown over choice plants which I wish to keep. I'll try transplanting it into a border once it has finished flowering and has been cut back.
The Daphne is also larger than expected.
Some years ago, we called into Cley Deli to buy some lunch. At the counter, I asked for a mature cheddar. Dad was a miner and had extra cheese rations during the second world war.
I still like mature cheddar best, my present favourite being Tickler or Isle of Mull/Bute which we can get from Sainsbury's. Unable to shop there at the moment, I searched on Amazon and came up with the cheese I'd bought at Cley Deli all those years ago. The serving lady had recommended it, calling it her 'desert island' cheese. As it's also called Snowdonia, Black Bomber, how could I resist it.
I did source another Norfolk stockist at the time, in Coltishall, but it was stale.
Moth wise, still appalling for the season and weather. We barely broke single figures from three traps last night. Nothing new, Muslin and Lunar Marbled Brown the most attractive.
We suspected that our nesting material holders were being used as there were wisps hanging out. Pam saw a Blue Tit take some last week and yesterday, a Great Tit returned on several occasions to fly off with a beakful. In the shade but one can see its white Father Christmas beard of nesting material. The little ones are going to be comfortable.
Whilst answering the door yesterday, to give - shouted - removal of side shoots on tomato plants advice to a novice gardening neighbour, Pam saw two House Martins over the house opposite. They nest in the eaves every year. As is their habit when they first appear, they then disappeared. We still have Green Woodpeckers and Nuthatches calling and visiting but the Blackcap and Chiffchaff no longer sing. They have either gone because a mate didn't appear or, they are nesting. Wait and see.
Moth Quiz 3
George Fox with make-up
I'd never have started on sorting the Alpine raised bed if it wasn't for lockdown. We both worked on it yesterday, Pam attacked the conifers and I continued to take out Bluebells and some of the plant which has matted the centre of the bed. Pam finished the conifers and Adrian is now sorting the centre part which I couldn't reach. I used to get up onto the bed to do that. A NoNo these days. Adrian actually managed to break a tine off the fork, probably the gritty soil and/or the deep roots of the conifers which had spread everywhere.
This so-called alpine Broom is lovely, it's days are numbered. It's far too big and has grown over choice plants which I wish to keep. I'll try transplanting it into a border once it has finished flowering and has been cut back.
The Daphne is also larger than expected.
Some years ago, we called into Cley Deli to buy some lunch. At the counter, I asked for a mature cheddar. Dad was a miner and had extra cheese rations during the second world war.
Special civilian rations
Persons falling within the following descriptions were allowed 8 oz (230 g) of cheese a week in place of the general ration of 3 oz (85 g):- vegetarians (meat and bacon coupons must be surrendered)
- underground mine workers
I still like mature cheddar best, my present favourite being Tickler or Isle of Mull/Bute which we can get from Sainsbury's. Unable to shop there at the moment, I searched on Amazon and came up with the cheese I'd bought at Cley Deli all those years ago. The serving lady had recommended it, calling it her 'desert island' cheese. As it's also called Snowdonia, Black Bomber, how could I resist it.
I did source another Norfolk stockist at the time, in Coltishall, but it was stale.
Moth wise, still appalling for the season and weather. We barely broke single figures from three traps last night. Nothing new, Muslin and Lunar Marbled Brown the most attractive.
We suspected that our nesting material holders were being used as there were wisps hanging out. Pam saw a Blue Tit take some last week and yesterday, a Great Tit returned on several occasions to fly off with a beakful. In the shade but one can see its white Father Christmas beard of nesting material. The little ones are going to be comfortable.
Whilst answering the door yesterday, to give - shouted - removal of side shoots on tomato plants advice to a novice gardening neighbour, Pam saw two House Martins over the house opposite. They nest in the eaves every year. As is their habit when they first appear, they then disappeared. We still have Green Woodpeckers and Nuthatches calling and visiting but the Blackcap and Chiffchaff no longer sing. They have either gone because a mate didn't appear or, they are nesting. Wait and see.
Moth Quiz 3
George Fox with make-up
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