'my night and moonlight walks'

'it requires considerable skill in crossing a country to avoid the houses and the cultivated parts...'

-  thoreau, a writer's journal, 19th june 1852. 

'I have not put darkness, duskiness, enough into my night and moonlight walks. every sentence should contain some twilight or night...'  -  thoreau, a writer's journal, 25th june 1852. 

a greyish day (the friday) which perhaps cleared up later.  allegedly rain over night and then from early sunday morning rain off-and-on until wednesday(!). 

horsemouth is at least spared watering the garden/ deprived of that pleasurable task (though the plants in containers and those in the greenhouse still require attention) and he's spared the guilt of using common's water to do it. the water butts attached to the guttering are about half full now, that will give him some leeway when the next dry period comes. 

horsemouth watched a youtube video on storing marrows (it may be possible). he's chopped out about 6 of the larger ones and has put them into the garage loft for storage. he's going to make an effort to cut new ones and get them cooked when they are more courgette sized. 

the thing it reminds him of most is invasion of the body snatchers. 

and of course there is still plenty of time for the few beetroot plants to grow. (the few carrots and onions likewise). the spinach he reckons they will have to freeze in epic quantities. 

he reckons they'll have enough potatoes. 

horsemouth will harvest the nasturtium fruit and attempt to 'seed' the bankings with them. similarly he will collect the sweet peas and plant these out again. he will collect poppy heads and other wildflower seeds. 

he'll go and check on the damson trees. (looks like another bumper crop on the way). 

friday a walk over the common to ewyas harold to pick up the hereford times (mostly for the tv guide). horsemouth makes it about a mile each way if he goes over the common. 

saturday morning there's been rain in the night. the chickens don't seem to be laying and off their food. so there's an egg shortage. 

a russian woman has been found living in a cave in india with her two daughters having overstayed her visa. 'we painted, sang songs, read books and lived peacefully,, .' she said.