Bright Spring days are bringing new adventures to Domestic Executive HQ.  It’s as though nature has truly woken up from it’s winter hibernation after a few weeks of fitful slumber.  The bassets and I have been drinking in the rays and enjoying the warm.

The landscaper has been happy in his work creating the site for our kitchen garden.  Watching Darren working with his digging machine is like watching a true craftsman.  It’s true there is plenty of pushing and shoving of soil but there is much precision too.  I’ve been itching to hop on and have a go myself but know that it would be like one of those contestants on the Generation Game where I’d make a hash of what the professionals make look easy.

Our low slung residents have been particularly enjoying the warm grass and taken to hooning up and down the garden for fun or to sniff out the rabbits who are disappearing at a rapid pace with the help of our neighbour who is feeding them to his domesticated wild pigs.  I love to watch Fortnum and Mason picking their way down the bank.  Right now they can just about make it through the meadow of buttercups.  Makes a change from the bank of thistles we had last year

The view back up from the kitchen garden site is certainly something to stop and enjoy.  I look at all the trees and grass and I remember that this was in fact two years ago a pile of mud.  How natures works in wondrous ways simply reclaiming what was rightfully theirs.

The bassets have taken up position to guard their new playground.  This fine weather makes the mud pad a suitable place for bassets but when the rain arrives this weekend there will be harsh words if they bring all the mud back into the house.

The bassets are getting increasingly restricted in their wanderings as there is a new patch of mud exposed by the barn after our pile of mud from the last path making excavations.

This mud has been moved to create a firmer hard standing area by the side of the barn.  What will stand there is a bit of a mystery right now but it will give us better access around the barn and will provide a firmer foundation for siting some cold frames.

Fortnum wasn’t too interested in what will be created but more interested in new smells to be found.

Slowly but surely things are starting to be tidied up with new infrastructure and giving a purposeful use to bits of the land.  It feels a like we are getting organised and ready to roll with the great food growing adventure. It also makes me feel really satisfied that the money we are earning is being invested in particular things.  When I chase up invoices and then payments come into the bank I am thankful thinking that will pay for the digger this week.

I’ve been researching the costs of building my dream victorian style greenhouse and concluded a lotto win is necessary or lots more saving.  And, I mean lots!