Here I am again – after a rather long break – sorry, I was ill. I am now well and have spent the last two weeks rushing about trying to catch up with all the things I should have done when I was ill so I couldn’t (if you follow me!)
I hope all you out there are fit and well and not browsing through blog sites because you are laid up with flu.
So, the weather has cheered up – that is to say, the sun has been out for several days and we are all feeling like going out and about and meeting our neighbours. That was certainly true at the Honey Pot this morning where I made hot drinks for over 30 people and even sold some books! The garage was freezing cold, even with the heaters on, but outside the sun was shining and the temperature quite comfortable. So we sat about and chatted and enjoyed the sunshine.
OV and I spent yesterday very industriously cutting back the buddleia and creating a huge pile of trimmings which we then spent the afternoon burning on the bonfire we created in the middle of the front lawn. Now, why? I hear on the breeze. Well, OV cut away some turf and the bonfire was contained in the circle of bare earth. Later he marked out where our African hut is going to be built.
Yes, read that again: African hut. Think gazebo with attitude. We intend to build it with recycled materials where possible + hazel and straw sourced locally. We are taking photos as we go along – so look out for the photo diary. The idea behind it is to copy one OV saw in Kenya, to use it as a shelter when the Honey Pot is open – from sun and rain, and to make it a place where the Akamba Aid charity can display photos and information about its work out there in Kenya. (AAF is a locally based charity working with the Akamba people.)
Once we get on to the major construction we will be welcoming others to join the fun and try their hand at thatching (for example).
Where do these ideas come from?!
Earlier in the week I was out and about with a friend who was staying with us for a few days. What fun to enjoy the sun in the middle of the week when everyone else was working – I felt quite like a liberated Mr Mole.
Amongst other things we accidently visited a local heronry – only accidently as we didn’t know it existed until we bumped into it. Amazing! A dozen or more nests perched in the tops of trees (and looking as if they were falling out in several cases!) with heron pairs taking it in turns to sit on the nest and to fly off for more twigs – much flapping of wings and gliding impossibly between the maze of branches. We sat and watched them, entranced, for the best part of twenty minutes, before the cold forced us to get moving again and continue our walk.
Definitely an experience for the diary.
Well, the afternoon beckons. Bye for now.