After three days of rain I was itching to get to the plot but was sadly greeted by a very horrible site, the decapitated remains of a seagull. It was decomposing and smelly and my worst experience since starting on the plot was having to move and bury it. Sorry - not a pleasant thing to report - but I guess it's all part of the circle of life - he was probably a lovely meal for some wily fox.
On a much happier note I enjoyed a lovely few hours in the sunshine picking raspberries (still more ripening after 3 months of picking)! blackberries, my first few tomatos (the first of which went ceremoniously into my mouth within one second of leaving the bush and exploded in a juicy blast of flavour), beetroot, a couple of beans and my first ever potatoes. The chamomile flowers in the photo took ages to get going when I planted them out but now look very happy. Another candidate for my cups of fresh herb tea perhaps. I also picked more flowers to bring home - it certainly seems true that the more you cut the more they grow!
Then I saw a mouse or a vole or something small brown and quick darting across one of the beds, there were lots of butterlies today and the frog was sitting in the grass. I saw several slow worms when I lifted some card which I'd put down to suppress the weeds and then in the compost bin I saw this little lot. I can count four heads but I think there are probably about six. The slow worms obviously love the heat of the compost heap under the lino which I have covering it up. Of course they slither away fast the minute I take that off so I had to be quick for the photo. I thought they were totally harmless but someone the other day told me they can bit hard. I was happy that they liked to live in my compost bin but now I have mixed feelings as I think they've eaten all the worms which break it down so brilliantly. 
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