CORONAtion Spring... Can you 'king BILLYvit ???

Here's some cheery morsels of real news, images from my own bewilderness during the current lockdown. Not many, but assuredly there will be more this season. What follows after this post, below is a reaction to the miasmic institutional swamp life that has been systematically culling by accident, or deluded design the vulnerable victims of atmospheric pollution, during this current pandemic.  I wont let them stop me living, not by choice. "First the wind up, then, the put down"Is how it goes. " We won't get fooled again..." Roger Daltry filled his pockets with that one. I wasn't fooled the first time round, I'm still poor. These are the real sixties for me, really interesting times...
" We've got to get ourselves back to the garden." Folk keep blaming the Baby Boomers. About time the ungrateful idle Millennial loopers, took notice of their withering parent culture's well intended advice. Gizza hand young uns...

Big lump stew, if you want to eat

 it you'd better grow it.

 Garden 'ome cooking 2020 Vision. It may become a demoralised unmanifest virtual reality  in the future, it is for many already. 

A Hope in Hell, some of last years tomato harvest from the freezer, some corriander with a bit of parsley that survived the winter and an Opinel.

 Staff of life,from "biologic" grain grown, milled then baked by "The Marc" in his wood fired oven.

Mirrabellious flowers.

Blurry image of peachy promise.

The young walnut tree isn't giving up, I'll be potting up some of it's ofspring for distribution to other gardens this year.

 That's Anne-Sophie, sowing two rows of potatoes chitted from left overs of last year's harvest in her Mother's potager.

We can't live on hope alone, someone has to do the hard work..".Doing the do is all". Can you dig it?