Blasted pigeons. This afternoon I redid the frame for the netting over my green curly kale; I think that kale is now safe from the pigeons. I also redid the frame for the purple kale using 1.2m stakes that I bought yesterday. Longer stakes would have been better because the plants are tall and two I feared might be within reach of pigeons if they landed on the netting which they don't seem to mind doing. When I had finished, and had gone indoors for a cup of tea, I looked out of the window and was dismayed to see a pigeon bouncing up and down on the netting like it was a trampoline. That brought the netting close to the top of one of the plants. I chopped the top off the plant; I shall eat it. Perhaps the plant will produce side shoots.

I saw six foxes on my early morning walk; three of them were dead. Two have been dead for weeks; the other was a fresh corpse. It wasn't there yesterday.

No ill effects from my fall yesterday. No bruises, least none that I can see.

Thought for today
As Caesar was at supper the discourse was of death--which sort was the best, 'That,' said he, 'which is unexpected.'
Plutarch