Phew, it’s hot – and it’s due to get hotter!
It’s only the crazy that would layer themselves up in protective clothing to stick their head in a hive, or crank up the heat to bake bread in an oven during this weather, but as they say ‘Make hay whilst the sun shines…’

Hurrah! We are now in full swing summer season, welcoming guests to the garden – especially to discover our honey bees, taking to the road with chickens, bees, and food classes, and lining up the festivals for lots of fun in the sun.

Who would have known that we shared a birthday! Albeit 35 years younger, but the vision to live sustainably, producing as much food as possible, from our London back garden, lives on…

Isn’t it wonderful to be in that very real transition of seasons? The daffodils are nodding, the hens are laying, the bees are flying and, from this weekend, the days will be longer than the nights – bring it on!

There always seems to be a lot to celebrate in February, the days are eventually getting longer again, the hens are starting to lay eggs regularly after their winter break, Valentine’s Day, my allotment anniversary, Andy’s birthday and, of course, it’s  REAL BREAD WEEK!

Whilst everything is cold and frosty, the grass is crunchy underfoot, I need to break ice on the chicken’s water each day (and smash ice on the lake for my morning swim) – there’s no way that I’m going to be able to dig up that deep rooted horseradish, so I’ll stay in the warm and crunch numbers instead.