I strimmed the whole plot, which was quite a job as the edges were very thick. It now has its mohawk look, so I need to mow it soon. Early on I heard some incessant bird song, which turned out to be long-tailed tits, though I didn’t see them.

A couple of surprise bulbs have appeared in Bed 3. They’re peacock orchids, which I planted in March 2024, in groups of four across the bed.

I dismantled the runner beans and chopped up the vines for the compost heap. I’ve got a bucket of enormous bean pods to chop up next time. When I was about to take this photo a bird flew in front of me and sat in the sunflowers for a moment before realising I was there and flying off again. I think it was a goldfinch.

There were a few tomatoes to harvest, but I don’t entirely trust that the plants are still good. They might just be on the cusp of blight. I’ve picked the one and only sweetcorn that has any promise, so that bed will be cleared soon.