& cut heads will speak

reubenwoolley's avatarI am not a silent poet

we survive
in long
…………..occlusion
is no air here
no fresh
way of saying

………….they made a god
in someone’s image.they
move the strings

………….a rope
too tight.a noose

to silence

……………….these pages
close.a cut
head does not speak

they think.listen
……………….hear the verses
sing triumphant

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Soils and growing

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Sitting in the Artist Exchange meeting at Rhondda Heritage Park and in a discussion with Melissa Warren about her concern about an apparent absence of worm life in her growing space we moved to the benefits of raised beds and no dig growing to soil life including the worm population! And as the conversation continued I found myself sitting next to another artist who was considering experimenting with Hugelkultur beds!

In our orchard Garden I started to lay the beginnings of a 25ft Hugelkultur bed last year. I used large amounts of deciduous wood from pruning’s and some given to us by neighbours. I lay the wood on the surface of the soil. In the winter water runs from a spring into the orchard and I wanted to avoid channelling the surface water and ending up with a waterlogged bed! But perhaps the length of the bed meant I was being too ambitious as I ran out of soil and organic matter to top the bed off and it remains incomplete. So that’s a job for this year!

I also constructed a smaller 3 metre Hugelkultur bed in our kitchen garden. Unlike the bed in the orchard garden I dug a pit and filled it with logs and topped it with soil, well-rotted cow manure and straw. I planted squash which failed to thrive. In part to a huge invasion of slugs but also it became noticeable that the trench had filled with water. I discovered that we probably have another spring! So another job for this year!

Last year I also made a “conventional” raised bed with layers of newspaper, cardboard and straw. I covered it with hooped nett tunnels to prevent our chickens from destroying it. In December I planted it with blackcurrant bushes taken as cuttings from our mature bushes. I intend to inter crop with flowering plants for the next year – calendula and nasturtiums to bring colour and provide food for pollinators and other insects.

Which has reminded me of a description of my parents in law Jimmy and Pauline Andersons garden on Busses Farm by the cookery writer WENDY E. COOK in the introduction to her book : The Biodynamic Food and Cookbook: Real Nutrition That Doesn’t Cost the Earth

“My first introduction to a biodynamic farm was over 35 years ago, yet it made such an indelible impression upon me that I can still vividly recreate the mem­ory. Nestling in the soft East Sussex hills, Busses Farm, run by Jimmy and Pauline Anderson, was a clear demonstration of a living example of biodynam­ics.

Walking through the kitchen garden was like being in a Monet painting. The French intensive biodynamic method was being practised, with raised beds and an exuberant riot of herbs, flowers and vegetables. Patches of marigolds, tagetes and nasturtiums tangled with bright blue borage, lavender, rosemary, courgettes, cucumbers and firm-hearted lettuce. Runner beans busily twined up poles and tomatoes grew warm, sweet and ripe.

If you managed to glimpse the soil through this cornucopia it was black and crumbly, the kind that produces happy plants. Bees provided the background hum as they gratefully progressed from flower to flower, spoilt for choice between gardens and orchards. This was the first time I remember hearing about companion planting.

Out in the fields was a herd of horned Sussex cows, most with their calves, for breeding as well as some milk cows; a few fluffy sheep that looked like an advertisement for washing powder, 300 pecking and excitable hens, and a wonderful workhorse that was used for transporting heavy loads.”

Busses Farmhouse 1976.

 

 

Roots

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So another day looking out at the kitchen garden, as I write, and quietly formulating what needs to be done over the coming month and the Spring. At some point I need to clean and tidy our small greenhouse but keep putting it off. Thinking back over the 27 years since we moved into this house I always think of mid-January and February as months when the ground is so hard with frost that it was best to plant Garlic and Onions in advance. Garlic needs a period of cold as does Rhubarb. Now I’m worrying that the ground is so wet that the Garlic crop, which is beginning to show, will rot. The weather has been so mild that Rhubarb has begun to sprout – which is not a good sign at all. Our hardy Leek crop has started bolting too. All of which raises questions about whether the changing weather patterns will lead to these crops being unviable. So much for global warming and the benefits of a Mediterranean climate! No doubt growers will adapt but what other changes will the unpredictability of our weather bring? Continue reading Roots

So another gale…

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So another gale with yet another forgettable name is due to hit Britain. The river is in spate again and I’ve watched as the torrential downpours have discoloured the flood waters. The colour is determined by the level of soil, among other things, that is being carried from the land and hills that surround us. The colour of the river is an indicator of the continuing depletion of the lands soil and nutrient. The calls to slow the flow of rivers during periods of prolonged and heavy rain is important not just because of its impact on the towns and villages “downstream” but also on the long term health and sustainability of the soil and land on which we depend for so much. The need for tree planting on the hills is just one aspect of what needs to be done. But the campaigns focus on flood prevention misses something of equal if not greater importance. Soil loss and deprivation of soil health. The “importance of the soil and its health” has been raised over the past year. It seems odd that it’s felt that this has been “overlooked”. Continue reading So another gale…