It’s interesting how much more you notice the weather when you’re working outside most the time. While at the start of the week it felt like spring had come early, the latter part of the week, while not wintery, has been a lot more windy and cold.
On Tuesday, like on most Tuesday’s so far, we had more digging to do. We also planted beans and beetroots, while another group rebuilt a shed. (Rocket stoves are next week.) Reflecting on last week, I tried to spend more time talking to the young people as well as doing the work. Within this, at one point I phrased a question badly. Or, not necessarily badly but not as well I could have. I asked “Had a good week?”, which led to the response, “I never had good weeks. It’s just a matter of getting through them”. While their answer was not of concern as their situation is understood by relevant services, I could have phrased the question in a more open manner such as “how was your week?”. It’s not a big deal, but worth reflecting on. My assumption that the default position of week is a positive one was clearly misled and informed by my own experiences. If I had phrased my question more openly, I would probably have got a different answer.
Thursday at Killingbeck ran smoothly and felt more controlled and structured than the previous week. On Tuesday we had planned to do more whittling and cook dampers (dough which you wrap around a stick) on the fire. When we arrived, the first thing people asked was whether we were going to make fire again which I think is positive and demonstrates that the group in engaged the program we have designed. The group ended up breaking up into two. Half the young people went and learnt to whittle safely, while I took another group to collect wood and then build a fire. Everything came together nicely and everyone cooked dampers. I was slightly shocked by how few of them seemed aware that dough made bread. At first, a lot of them, were put off by the dough, saying it looked “nasty”, but with a little encouragement by the majority gave it 10/10 – 1 being inedible and 10 being best thing they’d ever eaten.
I spent Friday morning at Bedford Fields working with a group to propagate Daylily’s. This involves digging them up, taking about 50% of the tubers and then replanting those tubers. I was taught this process at the start of the session, and subsequently, I taught it to others. This afternoon, I’m at Rosebank.
Next week Spring will have officially arrived and it’ll be British Summer Time!