Hi, … and it can be very high!
Down the road on a wet winter evening, a stream of pong arrives. From the farm above, this nutrient rich brown smelly arrival has made its way into our water meadow to please the roots of grass, thistles and nettles alike , but not for ever!
The ‘great’ plan, or one of them at least, is to harness this goodness and direct it into a small storage tank at the head of HoBB land. It’s high up and through gravity, it should be possible to set up a system that distributes it around to all those plants keen on dark gunge. It will need diluting before use but it may provide a better solution than our present arrangements for liquid plant feed.
At the moment we harvest comfrey and put it into a bath of water, allowing it to rot down and create … yes, you guessed… brown water.
I think the work will be a summer job when the pong is not about somehow. Any volunteers – let me know!
waves ~~~~ <+))))))))>< ~~~ from here to you, Grant
Why should doves get all the fun? In my travels I have seen loads of white painted dove cotes around, some with doves or pigeons but many ‘to let’.
And recently, garden centres have been selling every strange design they can get for bird boxes, mostly for tits.
Just as I was about to move a wood store at the HoBB, I halted, because a nut hatch had taken up residence and was building a nest. It was easy enough to let nature continue so I backed away and got on with another job. But I must have disturbed the wood hatch because it stopped building there and instead, started to build inside one of a pair of regularly used half circular doors. This might have been problematic, had the pair of nut hatches disliked our continual comings and goings, but they seemed to be happy, continued their work and created two fine chicks. I managed to take a picture of one emerging for the first flight (above)
Having witnessed wrens nesting in bright blue nylon rope bundles and nut hatches in swinging doors, I started to think that the rules and regulations of where a bird would, and where it would not ‘nest’ might as well not have been written. But then, what do we humans really know.
I have now designed a major ‘bird cote’ (picture above) for the HoBB Gardens – such a grand triple-decker structure when complete that it’s reputation will be sure to spread swiftly around the local flocks.
For this temple of take-offs and landings, I am collecting pieces of distressed wood that already have natural holes in them.
This tower of nesting opportunities will be the HoBB’s first journey into ‘Bird Architecture’, so if you are a keen Ornithological Architect or Bird-Watching Carpenter and wish to volunteer to help build it, contact me.
Waves from the west wing ~~~~~~~ <+))))))))>< ~~~ Grant