Saturday, March 14, 2015


The wiser part of your correspondent has come to the conclusion that any confusion in The Windral has to to with Springtime Compost Piles. They're out there waving placards and making a heck of a noise when they're not sulking.

And then there are Strawberry and Asparagus, there's Potato, engines to repair, the endless confusion of the leaping forward, and there's a whole panoply of disturbances. Nor is your correspondent very good at what they call multi-tasking. 


Gin said...

Unbelievable the amount of weight compost piles have gained over the last few days. Disgusting. I've chosen to avoid any interaction with them until they go on a diet and lose a few pounds. My back thanks me for this decision.

tim candler said...

They're very heavy here. Like pitchforking wet blankets. And they are without any kind of aroma. It's been a cold winter for them.