Awards won for the eggs of the Prince's chickens are shown here on the hen house door. There is a poultry association of which Charles is a patron, and he reportedly often feeds the chickens himself in the morning in his dressing gown. I would like to be a fly on that wall...but only once and just for a minute.
This contraption is called a bedweeder, not to be confused with bed wetter. Since the farm is organic, no weed killers are used and the fields must be weeded by hand. Lay me on a bed of metal and drag me behind a tractor for hours. Oh baby! Where do I sign up???
These are Golden Yew hedges, which are clipped by the gardeners to the Prince's exact specifications. He must be reading Alice in Wonderland. These gardens at Highgrove are considered one of the greatest gardens in Jolly Ol' England.
who knew?!
ReplyDeleteall the better to come from someone like Charles I suppose.