Desperate times

Ive got no grass left and where the buns has munched to the soil its turned yellow for some reason, there is the odd nettles at the very bottom but I think they are determined to leave them till they are on the last legs with grass, so I cant even pull any up for the boys who are in the hutches/houses. So Ive had to go out the back where there is loads and loads me and the bairn has just been out with our granny bag and collected loads with plenty of stings to our poor hands as its pitch black cos there is no roads and all the back of the houses go onto the green.
Ive gave it all to the boys after they have had their veg and they are tucking in now.

Im glad no one seen me, I know its a village and there is always one crazy lady. I just dont want it to be me

I once walked home at lunchtime with a huge bunch of dandelions. I was walking along the road and suddenly realised that everyone in cars were looking at me as if I was mad!

I go foraging a lot. Grass, dandi's, blackberry leaves........

My neighbours think I am mad - i go out the front of the house and harvest the herbs from the herb patch, then the dandelions that grow in the gravel around the patch, the nasturtium leaves. All go in ziplock bags. Then if rain is forecast I pick the blooms off the roses for drying and cut off any straggly bits. They don't know I am going to put cabbages in the front border between the roses for the winter yet. I think flowering bedding is highly over-rated.