But enough of that you want to hear about the lottie, don't you?? You do right?
First thing I noticed about the place was the climbing rose, it is just a delight this year with so many flowers and new shoots, it would guess she has settled in now. I'm looking at 2 of her flowers now in a tiny vase, just lovely. They're in there with my new rose we got earlier in the year (I'm hoping A. knows the name because my head is like a seive) which is so strong smelling and BIG, it's beautiful - I really do need to keep a record of names. (Pic at the bottom)
We have started to de-turf 24a, the grass paths are just a nightmare in the wet soggy winters (and springs and autumns and....) So, like 14a they shall eventually be bark mulched, it's just so much more workable, but we have to do it slow - you would think bark mulch was cheap but it isn't and those 3 bags you buy at once always just about do the area you had in mind.
We ate peas straight out of their pods whilst having a little break. Oh my goodness how sweet and moreish. Just looking around I was so proud of Andy, our plot has such variety growing in it and we have been eating very well over the last months. It's just getting better of course now the soft fruits are ripening. We have another seed tray full of juicy plump strawberries that need eaten and last night when we came home, Mamma was making rhurbarb compote and we threw in our gooseberries and black currants (the darn birds got all the redcurrants this year again!)
There was one point last night when I thought to myself 'I'm really enjoying myself here', it was just after the gone-to-seed corriander tried to suffocate me. The plot was just warm enough to be working in a t-shirt, I could hear the birds and kids around the fields, that low hum of traffic in the distance and the donkey braying in a nearby field which always makes be smile. I had my head in the beans (weeding) and there was sweat on my back. I felt for that moment (grateful that the corriander hadn't killed me, though that intoxicating smell and its stems all entangled with me was yummy...) connected. I was working the soil, tending my plants and they were giving back. Yes giving back food but also exuding a sense of calm, a sense that I was needed, wanted here. To tend a plant is very rewarding, don't you think?
Anyway, enough of my ramblings - I going to see if I have any photos from harvests etc that Andrew has brought home so I can make this post pretty :)
'that' BIG rose - it's much pinker today though
Have a fabulous weekend everyone ~ hugs and namaste xxx
Hi Carrie, i'm glad you are back on track and enjoying life again. I can sympathise with you about neglected plots scattering the weeds around you, I have the same problem. Now I have sawfly on my goosberry, only the green one so far, I hope it doesn't get to my red one. I have really bad rust on the garlic and have had to dig it up, but they are a good size. Oh and blackfly on the broad beans, so I think mother nature is giving me a run for my money (as the saying goes).
ReplyDeleteI noticed that you are using the Indian greeting 'Namaste' Have you seen the film 'Namaste London' if not get it out on loan as it's really good, let me know if you do see it, it's fun and full of colourful scenes and people and great music. Nice story too.
Have a great week-end.
M x
Oh Mother Nature can be a nasty old moo cow!! That's just not fair all those pests on your plot grrr. We had garlic rust last year but if you just cut the green tops of below the infected areas it's okay - but bit late tellling you that now you have them all up :(
ReplyDeleteA friend uses namaste and I just like it so much I have started using it now and then myself.
Have a good weekend and kick those pests' butts! xxx
I think all that Summer fruit ripening is calling to you to make a Summer pudding!
ReplyDeleteWell done! Love the post and photos! Flighty xx
ReplyDeleteHow true gardening is such a rewarding pass time
ReplyDeleteWow, so cool! Sounds like the gardening bug has bitten you both hard, Carrie! It's strange but I've often been miserable whenever I had to do a spot of gardening... but simply walking through a garden or a forest always calms me. I know, weird, huh? :P
ReplyDeleteYay, Carrie! I'm so happy for you. Time in the garden means even more to you than to the average bear, I know, and it's wonderful that you can get your hands dirty and your heart lifted again.
ReplyDeleteThat sense of connection you describe so beautifully is the prize, the great joy, for me. It sounds particularly heavenly to have experienced it entangled in bolting coriander. :)
Wonderful harvest! Glad the hay fever is better. The pic of the rose is gorgeous!
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