|This isn't the rather large chicken that went missing, but|
her mother - or at least we think it is her mother. She
is the right size and looks kind of similar.
|A rather ethereal look to our oak tree in the autumnal light|
|Herkules at his worse.|
|Some of our mushroom harvest|
|Another of Ian's Franken creations, this time a drier for herbs|
beans or whatever else needs a sheltered airy spot to dry.
|A butterfly on an echinacea plant|
|Not exactly inundated with cucumbers|
but that's fine with us. Those red grapes
though have been so tasty and the
wasps thought so too.
|Beetroot and round carrots|