This blog will chart my journey creating Super Berry playgrounds at Alverton CP school in Penzance, Cornwall.
Kids need access to yummy berries. The health benefits are huge (more about those later) and there are plenty of play and learning opportunities too (again posts to follow). I know from my own boys picking eating habits that straight off the bush, hunter gatherer style, means more berries tried and eaten. That is my plan. Get the berries in the playground. Get the kids to try and taste and enjoy.
I love berries and I cherish my childhood memories of hiding amongst the blackcurrants bushes eating their juicy tart fruits.
I have a grant from Unltd to cover the cost of buying the berry plants and some materials. I will also plant berries on my smallholding near St. Buryan. I can use these plants to take cuttings and in the future create more Super Berry Playgrounds in local schools.
The plan is – ordering plants this week. Check with Unltd that I can order a couple of reference books and a couple of beehives for pollination and sustainability. Write some lesson, on second thoughts maybe not lesson, write some play plans for the kids.
My babies finally went into the ground. “At least stand them straight” G complained when he saw them in the hole. They may only be healed in but at least they should be safe from frost over winter.
We had a grafting workshop at Love Lane Wildlife Garden last February. After Mr. CornishAppleTree Shane had demonstrated the technique and said many times how we should be careful not to cut ourselves and that if we did never mind because rubbish grafters could do the tieing well I preceded to cut myself immediatley and then tried to hide my bleeding thumb from him. Oh well, I did turn out to be pretty darn good at tieing though. But the joy I felt a couple of months later when the first trees came into leaf was such a hit. All 11 are growing away like troopers so I guess after a poor start I turned out alright at the slicing side after all.
All 11 are tucked up now with our damson sapling and some currants (fruiting or flowering we don’t yet know they just grew and we haven’t got labeling together yet). I dug through the beginning of the old dump area, only took me a couple of afternoons digging, throwing rocks, possible explosives, roots and old glass, as it is the most sheltered place on the whole site. I should mention now that Chyangwens means ‘the windy place’ in Cornish, which is more than spot on. We have had maybe five or six calm days since we moved in mid july (3 and half months ago).
I also was pleased to see some little brocolli heads in our front beds! Yummy.
After the gardening we walked up to the stone circle with our neighbours, thanks for befriending us, for games and sunset watching. Can’t believe how lucky we are 🙂