Yesterday morning, I discovered another hole in the garden. It was to my mind clear therefore that a rat had set up home in the compost bin. So, as it hadn’t started rain again at that point, out came the space and a sturdy pair of gloves.
Sure enough, when the bin had been lifted, I could see the entrance to the tunnel created by my new garden occupant. And it had made a nest in the centre of the heap with some dry paper. But the rat was, fortunately, not in residence.
No doubt, however, between me and the rodent the compost will have been well and truly turned. Mixed with a good amount of soil from the tunnel.
I also took the opportunity to use some of the compost to cover the cardboard I had put down in a spot vacated by the red cabbages. It’s not exactly finished as of yet but by summer time when I want to plant some edibles there it will be great for them.
Fingers crossed the rat decides to find pastures new outside my garden. But in the meantime, after a restful night of sleep, the plan is to take out the cauliflowers which have lost their heads (in a manner of speaking).
I’ve never eaten piccalilli, much less made it, before but the beauty of preserves for me is that you can eat your produce for longer than if having a plateful of something steamed. And it will be rat-free as well!