Thursday, 7 February 2013


I suppose some level of destruction was inevitable; snow is heavy, two falls of snow, both four inches deep, are extra heavy.

It was too much for the roof over the hayloft.

Oh well, at least it saved us the job of taking it down, and it needed to be taken down so it can be repaired (when we have the cash). In the meantime a little tidying and making safe is required and that's a job for the spring.

The snow left more speedily than it arrived turning overnight into torrents of water that rushed across our concrete farmyard. On they way the thaw lifted a myriad of stones and mud, which it left behind on the yard, and it swept the bottoms of our gravelly streams clean. Grass and reeds were left flattened by the speed of the water; all stems pointing downhill towards the river which roared and growled at full capacity.

Then there were gales and hailstorms which ripped through our young Merryweather damson like a madman with an axe. The roof was whipped off the hen house and two of the occupants had a breezy night being blown about the garden (the third must have had a much tighter grip on the perch...)

We've had almost daily power cuts; intermittent things which mean all electronic clocks (on the cooker and the heating) must be repeatedly reset. There is still water, water everywhere, and mud, mud (not very) glorious mud.

On the bright side the polytunnel is intact and full of salad and we've had some bright crisp clear nights rich with stars. Sitting here now, at the computer, I look out of the window and sigh at the state of the garden but even through the gloom of dusk I can see the glimmer of a bud; a hellebore, tough as old boots and a sure sign of better things to come.


  1. Spring will come - but we are all impatient souls. One step forward, then a day later, half a pace back.

    Nothing much happening in my garden - the countryside looks very battered and bruised too. Days are getting longer though!

  2. We are having very similar experiences here Maggie, I noticed our old stone walls are crumbling on one of the old byres, and it will be a spring job, and then a 'when we have some money' job. Loved your photos,the old byre is so full of character. I am gradually coming to terms with my sooty storm damage. Hopefully once the weather calms and gets a bit drier the chimney can be fixed and we will have warmth again in the fireplace!!
    Lovely to see signs of spring popping through.

  3. I do hope spring is on the way - I'm so fed up with a garden like a quagmire and the endless, endless rain and cold!

  4. PS, I love, love, love your Pinterest site - it's so full of pretty and useful things!


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