Tuesday, July 02, 2013

Updates, updates, everywhere

I know I've been a bit of a stinker for posting recently and I'm sorry about that. Every time I see a mushroom on the lawn I think of you and want to grab my camera and tell you fairy stories... but life has a funny way of distracting me.

It's been all work and germs here but things are finally slowing down. I've decided to take a break from the crazy and get back to enjoying the imaginary world I've created for myself. I have a dream or two that needs fulfilling ;)

ANYWAY... here are a few updates to life around Pixie Hill

My fairy mailbox broke. I've repaired it once already but the damned thing just falls apart every time there's a breeze. It could be the barrage of rain we've had, but I think it's probably the goblins who are sad no one ever sends them notes.

This is what happens when you mention any small animal in our house. I said "guinea pig" once and a week later Mr Pixie brought home three. After a short stint in the dining room, they are now living happily outdoors and will soon have a brand new spacious pen. They are Calendula (above), Little Sage...

...and Rosemary

Our raspberry plants are just about to ripen. We have to keep a close eye on them because the birds will gladly feast on them and leave us nothing at all if we don't get out there quick enough.

The pretty weeds are blooming nicely. I love yarrow... especially this hot pink one.

The comfrey is blooming to. Bees LOVE comfrey and the plant is forever literally buzzing with activity.

 The veggies seem to be growing well this year. Just look at that lush cabbage!

And that sweet little curly tendril! We've never had luck with peas but we had a feast last night and there's plenty left on the vine.

Loads of these little mushrooms have been popping up all over the yard this year. They are very sweet looking little things. I just love that long spindly stem with the great huge mushroomed dome. 

And here the whole garden looks quite pretty. The constant rains are causing things to bolt quickly and become overgrown as soon as you blink. I like jumbled chaos, the husband prefers neat and tidy rows. Neither one of us is fond of the terrible gangs of mozzies waiting to attack at all times.