Agnes looking at the camera

Seeing Agnes again and a bumper blackcurrant harvest

Every week for the past month I’ve been trying to catch a brown pigeon with awful string foot. I have spotted her a couple of times but she remains on the edge of the flock, too far away to attempt a catch. It’s so depressing as she’s clearly in agony.

I have, however, seen Agnes a few times now and she looks marvellous! Her feet will always look a little odd but this makes her immediately recognisable to me. I photographed and examined those feet under a microscope so many times that the shape is forever etched in my mind. Here’s a photo I took of her yesterday and last Monday.

Agnes trotting along the pavement
Another shot of Agnes this time on a sunny day

Someone else also spotted her and sent me some even better photos. She’s famous!

Another Agnes photo with her looking at the camera
Agnes again trotting along the pavement

She’s such a pretty thing. Even without the funny feet she’s recognisable by the white speck she has between her eyes and beak.

Daniel helped me at the allotment today ferrying wheelbarrow loads of wood chips. It’s looking very tidy.

The allotment showing lots of berry shrubs and newly laid woodchips on the paths

I’ve had a bumper crop of blackcurrants and surprisingly the birds have left them largely untouched as I didn’t cover them. My blueberries were unproductive though – maybe the birds ate all those as they were uncovered too? I’ve also been devouring the gooseberries which are absolutely delicious.

I don’t have much luck with vegetables other than kale, potatoes and artichokes. Something eats everything else I plant so I don’t bother now as it’s just a waste of money. Instead I’ve been making blackcurrant jam which is my absolute favourite.

Blackcurrant jam
A close-up of the blackcurrant bush
A tub of blackcurrants


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  1. Denise Avatar

    I lived in a house once with lots of redcurrants and one blackcurrant bush. Redcurrants are too sour. I once lived somewhere that had lots of lily beetle in the area and I couldn’t grow lilies there. I think it’s so localised as to where things thrive/get eaten/dry out/drown.

    I’m glad Agnes’s feet are looking better and it’s so encouraging when other people recognise this is a good thing too.

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