Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

...well, it has been snowing thickly more or less everywhere north of here today and so our plans to feast wildly with my sister have been thwarted as they can't get out of their village.  No snow here, but it has given me a spare half hour to catch up on what's been going on since I last posted in September.  I have been getting a bit of gyp about this, so just imagine this post as the Archers' Omnibus edition for the last quarter!

So starting with the pic on the right from some time in October, with nearly half an acre, nobody can say there ain't mush room in our garden 😀😀

On a sadder note though, see below, the obelisk and below right what I found when I peered at it more closely yesterday. 





I think the kingfisher must simply have landed there and then died - he wasn't trapped in it, just sat there.  We've seen a kingfisher in the garden before, so clearly they are around.


Either that or it was a dastardly plan by the fish to get their own back.

More happily, here is an aside as to how some people in the village go down the pub on a Sunday lunchtime
and
beneath is a pic of Alan wrestling with Charlie's cultivator to rough out the Asparagus Bed.  Pics of the finished bed to follow...







 And here is the finished re-roofed stableblock






with below the weathervane in its full glory