<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2024 06:43:35 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>strawberries</category><category>onions drying out</category><category>polytunnel seeds</category><category>poppy</category><category>Alan and David dismantling the shed</category><category>Apples</category><category>BBC crew setting up</category><category>Bradley and Si creating raised beds</category><category>Charlotte new potatoes</category><category>David and Ian putting the finishing touches to the polytunnel in sunnier 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dome</category><category>Polytunnel frame April 2007</category><category>Pussy willow on the willow dome</category><category>Putting the final touches to the polytunnel</category><category>Raindrops on the water butt lid</category><category>Red kite</category><category>Things are getteing greener...or is it just the weeds?</category><category>Tomatoes</category><category>Using green manures in crop rotation</category><category>alpaca droppings on hops</category><category>and clock</category><category>apple blossom</category><category>artichoke animal</category><category>ash trees</category><category>attaching the chicken wire</category><category>aubergine flowers</category><category>autumn squashes</category><category>bee on wildflower meadow</category><category>blackcurrant bush</category><category>brussel sprouts</category><category>brussel sprouts under snow</category><category>brussels sprout</category><category>cabbage patch</category><category>cape 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high raised bed</category><category>growing hops</category><category>hollow spud</category><category>hop garden sign</category><category>hops</category><category>horse</category><category>hot bed full of squash</category><category>hover fly on poached egg</category><category>jersusalem artichoke flowers</category><category>lavender and jack</category><category>leaf mould bin</category><category>lettuce flower</category><category>little hen</category><category>living salads</category><category>looking down towards the gate over the brassicas</category><category>making a christmas wreath</category><category>nasturiums and Tequila Sunrise rose</category><category>native hedge</category><category>new flower bed</category><category>new growth on the willow dome</category><category>new hen house</category><category>orchard</category><category>orchard path taking shape</category><category>pea green soup</category><category>phacelia green manure</category><category>polytunnel tomatoes and squash</category><category>raspberries</category><category>red tomatoes</category><category>rhubarb bed</category><category>rhubarb patch</category><category>shed floor in progress</category><category>sleeping hen</category><category>smells activity</category><category>snow falling</category><category>soil conditioner</category><category>sowing seeds</category><category>spinach</category><category>squash</category><category>squash on a bench</category><category>strawberry plants</category><category>strawberry runners</category><category>sun going down on the allotment</category><category>sunflower</category><category>sweet peas and nasturiums</category><category>sweet peas and potato seed</category><category>teasel</category><category>the start of the native hedge</category><category>three week old chicks</category><category>tulip</category><category>view from the corner</category><category>view from the gate</category><category>view from the shed in the snow</category><category>view from the top corner</category><category>view outside the allotment</category><category>views of allotment</category><category>wildflowers</category><category>wildflowers and artichokes</category><category>willow den</category><category>willow dome</category><category>willow dome covered in snow</category><category>willow weave fence in progress</category><category>xmas flower arrangement</category><category>yellow submarine tomatoes</category><title>Archived Hop Garden blog (07/08)</title><description>Keep up-to-date now at: http://www.thehopgarden.toucansurf.com/blog.html</description><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><language>en-us</language><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-8989982228735951778</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-22T13:02:30.341+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">native hedge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">orchard</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">xmas flower arrangement</category><title>Fayres and festive thoughts</title><atom:summary type="text">Please note that this is an archived blog - a new blog about the Hop Garden can be found at www.thehopgarden.toucansurf.com/blog.htmlI was feeling creative, which usually results in completely trashing the kitchen and disappearing under a mound of greenery. This occasion was no different. However, it wasn't all in vain as I managed to create three festive flower arrangements for the association </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/12/fayres-and-festive-thoughts.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT61Cl7sy6dzbotkPQabQo6pnSh6KUmRA2LasRmxL9GMw8yYGr7A8OW1JFQWJwT2POWShvrvCXnXnsyNIixfmEiVsCRsEjDTj4-p5HV2rzj1pF9DQ1oL6HYqfgxy7tCNxkkvt0HiCvSzqb/s72-c/xmasarrangementdec08.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-7282124848182285458</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 11:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-04T11:58:30.369+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">willow dome covered in snow</category><title>Winter wonderland</title><atom:summary type="text">About three inches of snow has fallen overnight and the garden looks as tidy and picture perfect as it will ever be! I love the fact that snow covers all jobs yet to be done - very relaxing.....I did get a bit done in the polytunnel though (lovely and snug in there with the snow on top), planting some ground cover plants into the border to sit tight until Spring.Amazingly, a Council truck made it</atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-wonderland.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio5xuKoPh52h5DdKbr7MvuGmHRcxuB80krDZEpg4kouwHsOWPyUxFPYUBvPcuanzZMJhSYLRDpggBazz8qeC2Z9zqS58MPBLIcavnxQYsdDfC_YbkDo1pnxO0rKMkfnj1F6Ot_Q1Tm0VaH/s72-c/willowdomeinsnowdec08.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-3148925941969435951</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-30T17:53:56.806+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">strawberries</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teasel</category><title>Jack Frost jumps in</title><atom:summary type="text">There's not much to update work-wise as the ground has been rock solid for most of the week, but I did pop out with the camera one morning to capture a few frosty moments, like the teasel above, just melting in the early sunshine.These strawberries above also had their fair share of frost cover. I love cold, crisp winter mornings when the birds are singing, the sun is shining and your breath </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/11/jack-frost-jumps-in.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ1cniaxtZsK5TMPeWU4gkv05xTtrroy2FjtgrPJfySEwdLGsPgSyjG4tkmp3GJ4CRPEml-rhmqeWckZHdx2h_6aR9K1ZPKV3ISr9u4v8js8YSPg7X8P83wEi2dw1fCsDdA8v3JrhBtjdL/s72-c/teaselnov08.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-2274578270925141746</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 16:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-24T21:13:32.558+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brussels sprout</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">daisies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ginger on the high raised bed</category><title>Daisy, daisy</title><atom:summary type="text">Despite a light dusting of snow over the past few days, these little daisies are still going strong - and I didn't even plant or sow them, so they've definitely defied the odds. It's lovely to see such bursts of colour this time of year.So much for clipping the chickens' wings: Ginger shows just how simple it is to fly 3ft off the ground and into the high raised beds. I'll forgive her for now, as</atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/11/daisy-daisy.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNQZv5GVKAPqsCwosSW9I7g0sg8CFIkkDFo7SsG4tPfxrz22I48w4SozJ8PlAYvYz1oDCWX3Niwmb1cwqmmariPIV9EGOdxC2OJPJ9JAU52-QsdoHesd5NgE9Vj3jwPLInpk4SbgrvZy5I/s72-c/daisiesnov08.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-5115271658328943204</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 19:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-09T22:34:42.838+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">autumn squashes</category><title>Time to take stock</title><atom:summary type="text">It's been a strange growing season this year: the late frosts in Spring finished off a few of the plants which had dared to risk some new shoots and the windy/wild/wet conditions that seemed to come and go for most of this year have certainly not helped the situation. Still, a brief Indian summer did raise the spirits a little, and the late sunshine managed to ripen a few squashes and courgettes </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-to-take-stock.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxqOUmF4YZMx4PfmEDWgkqEo2ROaQiNpVoCcCGb7c7IZtiIBaE8gsQtP98YswaVbLTZTLqLjAScRNh7nsAyLat6zpxbfVB00UtcEE5i6momXJQLnicxxnjFBGs_U8QKkY-o3vp3MPx2c7/s72-c/squashes.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-1647113268732572543</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-27T20:27:21.004+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chillies (twilight)</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">david and scythe on the meadow area</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">orchard path taking shape</category><title>Getting chilli</title><atom:summary type="text">David has a new tool - a scythe - which he has been trying out this week on the orchard and the soon-to-be wildflower meadow. Very impressive results and we're looking forward to making proper hay next year, albeit on a very small scale (but then our rabbits, who will be the main beneficiaries, are quite small too so it evens out nicely). It's also a lot more environmentally sound than a strimmer</atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-chilli.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPGzETO__fNvn0AZZteHxaf085T4yTOQRcWGXx1Tozg5sM2L_lg4AEMMMlMznLK1ok6Y3VcYvr-e5A8DKeKn2N_M961bCiIR2s5R_MMRneZhY5B2nkzjrpGOxQoeuT5Ei5gkjaVNGUOXff/s72-c/chilliesoct08.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-2368666187102509548</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 13:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-05T14:36:19.390+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">little hen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">strawberry plants</category><title>Fire breathing dragons</title><atom:summary type="text">The title does not relate to the chickens  (no excuse really for a picture of our newest chicken other than she's not appeared before), although they were completely freaked out by the 'fire breathing' event. I was trying to put the chickens to bed the other night as it was getting 'dimpsy' as they say in Devon (dusk-like), but they had other ideas and seemed to think that Thursday night was </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/10/fire-breathing-dragons.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI6YaZfPUUZ9H5I0jzoz2fi91NxnWYBWNCUckO0TKCtWg5xqG4YaPWlrgLUfGBPbT29BuiqdazB8t1BLf4Gv55O0iG9YnD6tvx9s2H_kzWTDDXmrjGiAgMYr6KRrnrtU3F0ywCEM4njvIi/s72-c/Hen3.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-7429392473143710486</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 20:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-13T21:45:17.530+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">comma butterfly</category><title>Comma, dash</title><atom:summary type="text">This lovely butterfly, which apparently isn't very common this far North, turned up in the polytunnel this week. It's a lovely comma, which has very distinctive jagged edging around the wings and does a very good impression of bark or a leaf on its underside. In terms of jobs, I had help this week from Maria and we got stuck into clearing a path through the orchard and putting membrane down. </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/09/comma-dash.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiblSxuhWTHqe-Bv1tcpnEgscwyeSb3FgIuKjmGKhuV6HoWevNyM97c7wCDYl_C1SeowAmv5-YDDbgaX8aY98x7iyXu2PAOfZM8XKktQgJJ8pTW2Rx5m1dUNJMPB7iHquJbx5yiyLzfDMZh/s72-c/commaunderside.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-2868835982589772857</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 20:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-07T21:15:50.878+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ethel's hiding place</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">eucalyptus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">strawberry runners</category><title>The plants are in, two by two...</title><atom:summary type="text">About a year ago I had a post entitled ' Time to build an ark' so I can't use that one again, but it would be apt today when I really have trouble believing the sky can actually hold that much water. So, based on a comment one of my allotment neighbours made the other day, I'll use a Noah's ark reference instead. Luckily, the garden is located on a hill and not too near a river, so a boat is not </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/09/plants-are-in-two-by-two.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqNQFGY6Cg6BSQfQ7dcxHVtSYe4U9gw2Iou3xBB-3lhMHOnNByBYJcLGKq7AH8-ThVU0cqP8fmq7_B0Ye8gaO6zOUx9yH4QgoeTvAIqH4a2fs_61HCBud7IFa6AokQbFmDud9-ewI3TIA-/s72-c/plants.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-8410920033828003495</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 17:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-25T19:42:30.917+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sunflower</category><title>A ray of sunshine</title><atom:summary type="text">Whenever I'm feeling overwhelmed by the amount of work (usually weeding) that needs my immediate attention, there's always something wonderful that pops up and reminds me to take a few minutes to actually enjoy the garden rather than just work in it. This lovely sunflower (above) was one such timely reminder, one of about half a dozen planted by the Greenfingers Club way back in early summer.I </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/08/ray-of-sunshine.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRBw2HK-bidQEI9orA0rjdspv7QVLA4Khy-nzCRfAvHlMQvkiATGSaWs-XX2YTd7Pv-z34jT5Y_E3z-8DzyKOKEIiFqv-QV1Q2X7xzC7z5nfIGCn8Ij4mPfWiXDsYBpNCROH8_o8cyhmOx/s72-c/sunfloweraug08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-5299991131970194024</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 12:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-07T15:23:32.776+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">aubergine flowers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lettuce flower</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">red tomatoes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yellow submarine tomatoes</category><title>Free flowering</title><atom:summary type="text">I'm not feeling very talkative today so I'll wait for another time when the muse takes me and leave pictures to speak for me instead. The lovely blue flower above shows that sometimes it's actually beneficial to be a little tardy and leave your lettuces to go to seed if this is the result.I'm growing heritage varieties against non-heritage yellow tomatoes as part of a Garden Organic trial this </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/08/free-flowering.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggxBIddhU8PummTtaOYy4X1Y-JXtwDJwoBnio5LvXRJZo9h4fk_X7A5cWgBSBZgHfU5a34ED2Tj6tSWcIQxvPZ83j5uurI27pmHxrofSQO19HKh73kSUMxJ302cKrabTQTEIZK8XGeTsL7/s72-c/lettucefloweraug08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-5248959686080124676</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 11:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-02T12:56:28.936+01:00</atom:updated><title>Chickens into composting</title><atom:summary type="text">I came out of the polytunnel today to find the chickens had disappeared (if I'm around they tend to roam around the allotment as well, picking off the bugs and nibbling the odd plant). It only took a few minutes to track them down - in the compost bin, happily scratching around and balancing on the edges rather precariously. They seemed a bit subdued yesterday night and off their food (I still </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/08/chickens-into-composting.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1vdg5dduLZT5hHnkRbvdsJ4eTyxVIthrDRUwet08a7ii1_Iwzx7raWfvkQ-vmIiRn9THN7kZMdj7jRPQIVQfrgB8lZnNSSY5E0fmxRWJT_6zCpZH_qtYoAYWhJ24PT9BkwW9_UmE9Tfy_/s72-c/chickenscompostaug08.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-49297541408106957</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 13:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-26T15:14:50.042+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">courgettes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poppy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">strawberries</category><title>Poppy day</title><atom:summary type="text">This is a random poppy left over from the Greenfinger Club's mini wildflower patch, which suffered a little last year when it was dug over too soon by an over-enthusiastic volunteer. But, undeterred, a few flowers have come back this year, with this beautiful poppy being the best example to date. It's been, amazingly, a little too hot to do much on the allotment lately, although before the </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/07/poppy-day.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgG_qEbUGZHt91xf6wrdPk8bWVIMOgKgUgVk6iKGXqd02OAiZqvVKu3he2dIIgCfOI7ErgMJ8XZoXzgik7XOoqQxAMUi_do3cpTmsN3AcQeCo5dxeiQrq3ctvRuwL3E1ff-OVm-xmrfYKp/s72-c/poppyjuly08.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-3462656143327125055</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 18:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-11T19:34:21.272+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Peas lettuce and runner beans</category><title>Raindrops keep falling on my head</title><atom:summary type="text">I'm sure I'm not alone in being fed up with the unseasonal amount of rainfall we've being having over the past few weeks. On the plus side, I have two overflowing water butts, but the poor waterlogged plants need a little less of the wet stuff and a lot more warming sun's rays instead.Strawberries which were oozing with flavour a little while back are now decidedly watery (they actually taste </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/07/raindrops-keep-falling-on-my-head.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwjK-RL5c2FjSEd-_PcK6Dhs-j5LCgzXlwKUZG3jLz20aFYFgplkY4qlxsqhGhopntoU_oK96ZMPWlfOR3iS1mm-pWBttwVEeRS4XIqZmfUoei7BQA-mc8UsesU7rPWY-1705_21oBKIB/s72-c/peasjuly08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-307383347023661925</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-27T17:56:13.332+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">egg</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleeping hen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">views of allotment</category><title>Ethel's first egg</title><atom:summary type="text">A very exciting day today on the allotment as Ethel laid her first egg - not her first ever, obviously, as even I, who fainted in any science lesson which dealt with reproduction, know that the egg comes before the chicken - but this was her first in my incapable hands.I was very pleased that I'd worked out her constantly clucking, worrying and weird 'looking at walls' behaviour meant she was </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/06/ethels-first-egg.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA-y3maZH9_fyceK4WnKI9jMBCaKVuf_Gu0Vy5FwRzoYheqYajejPfxrlTiYJzXhj4u8z2ndvvOjSuCZEuDmo742O9WJQhyphenhyphenJIlajMKv7oqSBaY6o179QZs4peeQfKAjmui9kMXav-0jIgg/s72-c/firstegg27june2008.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-5373302259098406404</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 15:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-21T18:16:52.942+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">attaching the chicken wire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">free range chicks</category><title>Bird on a wire</title><atom:summary type="text">Far from being a balmy June here in the North East, it's a blinkin' cold one: last check on the barometer read a measly 9.4 degrees...and to add to the joy, it's tipping down, and has been pretty much solidly for about the last seven hours.So, what's a girl to do but tidy up in the polytunnel? The sweet peas are now in a container (not going to risk them outside, they'd probably curl up and die) </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/06/bird-on-wire.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQuaZ2IR5UxhMGA2U85mIkk6d9ke6T91Z0x3yx5D-eCw5UzebcXbMp0vmlZKAx6GXA2uS28Wi5NfMUM6AQQe4bd2pMyGZxI8Ly7TwvG5CA7TTRbBPgxVHHIp8VyFY_F0Fap_KvLGxOLMYi/s72-c/chickenrun.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-139736962243048137</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 11:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-15T21:34:15.759+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new hen house</category><title>There's no place like home</title><atom:summary type="text">The chickens now have a new, spacious home - complete with a rather fetching perch. Now the hard work has begun making the permanent pen (they're in a temporary one attached to the hen house for the time being).It's getting a bit chilly out now, but it's my favourite time to be on the allotment; just before the sun sets the light is beautiful, the birds are singing and somehow a rosy glow </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/06/theres-no-place-like-home.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2bSB9ugbHSPgvxh7PjL0nynvM6nsyNXzsqrOiwuxp5BKyOnr0f8jINpGhmvg6s_NPGzU0_J4e9863ir3dZXjs-uxrPmXUhh2Wi86LueViCUa6MBF0G3HZnJ63GWf6Flkqo0bxIFL3NT7w/s72-c/newhenhousejun08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-3666089225076101863</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 12:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-06T13:21:02.792+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Charlotte new potatoes</category><title>Garden with 'great potential'</title><atom:summary type="text">If the garden was a house for sale at the moment, it would be described as 'having great potential' due to the fact that it needs so much work. Some warm weather and a good dash of rain have proved the perfect recipe for a weed invasion, and they're taking over the paths and the beds. Me and the chickens are both doing our best to keep on top of them, but they just keep coming....The potatoes are</atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/06/garden-for-sale-with-great-potential.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSEqULBL64WcWUnwPfe8sGVTYOM9AyE79GhadvBJ8z3zVTpMiCxkTZQNnSWOr2xVlo5XTX2mhsQnNzGKa5n5V1jNsVPqzC0zmNiCugR4I9owQnZMa-KiKTYKYD2iCbTYct4wqpmXaZbHf/s72-c/potsjune08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-4856357939274109283</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 21:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-29T23:19:32.480+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">living salads</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shed floor in progress</category><title>The secret world of sheds</title><atom:summary type="text">The shed we 'rescued' from down the street many months back has been sitting, neglected once again, in the corner of the allotment waiting to be transformed into a chicken shed. There are always so many other more pressing things to do (like planting and weeding) that it has been put on the back burner. But with the chicks getting bigger by the day, they'll soon need a bigger night-time hideaway </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/05/secret-world-of-sheds.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmouDmzTX4jsl1Z3HoAa6DtfMrFJC9GbUIc7C9PMf4s5qIutEs_Zh6sZftUgWUk5RJmeyNtg9qVa9LeUlKplgQ1mEYzc0o7nB-uzBi9Iic1rBInK2OVFTXOOxWHKUNxU4nSFXAG5PAb_MT/s72-c/shedfloormay08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-8175035161708017099</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 17:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-27T20:11:00.937+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">growing hops</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">three week old chicks</category><title>Hop to it</title><atom:summary type="text">Some visitors to the site have asked for a bit more information about how to grow hops, and although I'm by no means an expert, I'll attempt to share what I've learned so far.To begin with, a strong structure which they can climb up is essential. It doesn't have to be huge pole and wire systems as seen in Kent's fields: I've got poles about 12ft high, (mine are dwarf hops which will rarely go </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/05/willing-weeeder.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgprHOBzDcSZ-VNRZfX42wKfm2Z3lmaMnL6FuM9g7LaAImrIZRqYtv_RPbny0TPXyWGrggikIOZaRgEwtl3TEkuz7xnizgLl-3OkZoRVBWdpT6JYM8JytlRUzkfClkfTRZMgA7ynsRiP9G2/s72-c/hopplantmay08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-1821850847993657849</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-11T12:40:34.667+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">five day old chicks</category><title>Hippy chicks</title><atom:summary type="text">I never really understood why the term 'chicken brain' was a derogatory one until now: these new additions to the allotment are really not the brightest light bulbs in the box, it must be said. I turn my back for a moment and find that the foster mum hen has managed to bury both the food bowl (and then looks around frantically trying to work out what just happened) and tip the water container </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/05/hippy-chicks.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfA1C5SKHhem0c3LYfpsITPIQCNM8scqN0x5otXene9JklLbG68lZQ5jNe3YMEjS6mokW9NWX0R1O1cUAbFf_Gv3efYm2wvBa3y5kwGFvguGLiSu3TM5BFLjJUdVfNnUlZzMIS5Mo2DmLk/s72-c/chicks080508.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-5739882474279949886</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-04T19:01:57.539+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">BBC crew setting up</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me and Mark Denton from the BBC (courtesy Hugh Kelly)</category><title>Politics comes to the plot</title><atom:summary type="text">Just a quick update today to say about the BBC Politics Show descending on the allotment, which, as is the way with the small screen, involved a lot of preparation for about four minutes' worth of viewing!The BBC team were really friendly and no trouble at all, and the big satellite truck with its huge terrestrial mast soon got the neighbours talking. Hopefully, the volunteers will be flocking in</atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/05/politics-comes-to-plot.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCArLg3OHghO82gUlSPrGow8wxheeLlvevLc8CH03VMYB7gGiw6zA6Rf0EY9XBKGs9R9fQl7pdchrFAEVK_u2HUzN6ubqytay2hRkLZspYUCmtCAJKNsjUzD5ToJSnaNcObWdNiQIH0aBP/s72-c/bbccrew.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-377888975495528840</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 19:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-02T21:22:32.743+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">apple blossom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blackcurrant bush</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tulip</category><title>Time to 'cast a clout'</title><atom:summary type="text">With a distinctly warmer feel to the air, it's tempting to 'cast a clout' as the old English saying goes, but I think it may be a little premature, as the 'May' in this phrase refers to the blossom on the hawthorn, which isn't in evidence yet. Clout, I've just discovered, is an old term for clothes, but even so I have always known it means to not throw your winter woolies to the back of the </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-to-cast-clout.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Of9cJZKWnxaervPWZ188FlHKMsfFAfdCAu5RBhksRnW6_cVHGCmYAyRjsqlhNbZdAnlCw0jP2FnMkbkCWTGRsxZh7rtWvMkJYHORD-4AD5kvSB_E4ONgtT8jSSvKgzKK8i0pitC_DUJm/s72-c/appleblossommay08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-8781505195368514804</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 09:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-26T18:21:44.137+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">willow weave fence in progress</category><title>Working with willow</title><atom:summary type="text">I like learning new skills, despite the fact that it often takes a while for my co-ordination skills to catch up with my brain, as was the case with yesterday's new challenge: creating a non-living willow weave fence. The premise was simple enough - twist two pieces of willow around each other, up then under, around each upright post. It was just that I couldn't quite 'see' it for some time. But </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/04/working-with-willow.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBLGqWXC3NwVcDvLaM_mrB-SgYuVFGJsHfFiQ64b1W6v0lHoU-WHtvyLEMXIbaT51r15ut5ZcIpqdiEetbRltzJ0KDqhCFnT2fg1DEFV4jvEmsFTdV3f0yWSmyJ80-Co5r-6BDLd0blU64/s72-c/willowfence1apr08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9015826609974568489.post-7218792773504236463</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 21:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-21T22:29:01.499+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">flowering rhubarb</category><title>Random rhubarb moments</title><atom:summary type="text">I've grown rhubarb in my garden for many years, but never seen anything like this, which has recently appeared on the Victoria and Champagne varieties in the garden. Seems like they've decided, at a pretty young age and strange time of year, to flower and set seed. Takes all sorts I guess.Friday was another damp and miserable day weather-wise, so it was a case of braving out the elements in the </atom:summary><link>http://thehopgarden.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-rhubarb-moments.html</link><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1tRUcoSGXtkPzjhJLhhOhihDplKsQCi6DoJ5k1vInJGI7e4JFforpcqBLhDrl_kO320bHRl_BZWZodTs9UDroxVUAKhCEERYpUFgRtD9bB3rrwrKMNn-J5LnxdPYFQ88i3mGxfgcMcrwg/s72-c/rhubarbflowerapril08.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah Cossom)</author></item></channel></rss>