An occasional record of jobs on the holding and walks off it. Mostly written in the evening, mostly about the weather.
The hawthorn along the lane had grown leggy and gappy, so this was the winter to lay it.
The north slope of the roof grows a thick moss cushion that holds water against the slates and blocks the gutters every autumn.
Four beds in rotation: brassicas where the beans were, roots where the brassicas were, potatoes in the manured bed, and legumes in the bed the potatoes cleaned.
Found a tithe map from the 1840s in the county archive, with every field named.
A good year for the old Bramley and the two unnamed eaters by the wall.
Part of the boundary wall slumped after the wet winter.