Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Supper time

Ah, I’ve been waiting for this moment for most of the summer. The time when I can pull up, rinse and bung the Jerusalem artichokes in a roasting dish – with olive oil, butter, lemon, thyme and bay and of course plenty of ground pepper. Heaven!

Bulbs away!

Got loads of bulbs to get in the ground this weekend. There are Debs’s daffs, crocuses from Suzy & Chris’s wedding, the peenine (sp?) roses given by mom and the zillion bluebells that were inadvertently uprooted during the year. I can’t wait to plant them but experiencing my usual dilemma of where? They are probably going to end up in a bare patch, by the patio doors. That way I can admire them from the comfort of the bean-bag once spring makes an appearance.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Take a break

Not been around much for the last couple of months. There was an interesting trip to South Africa with work and then weekends away in Cambridge and Brussels. Just getting back into the usual routine and thus turning my attention, belatedly, to the garden. To tell you the truth this seems to happen most years. You’re all fired up at the beginning of the year hungry for new experiences and delights, but the enthusiasm seems to fizzle out by the end of summer. Take a break for a while, let the batteries recharge, energy is re-ignited and you're off again. Not too bothered since the garden is a picture in spring with vibrant colour exploding in March/April petering slowly out once you reach August… along with the interest – hmm, there might be a correlation here…

Border control

Finally got round to clearing out the mint that was smothering one of the borders in the front. Admittedly it looks a little neater, but only a little! I haven’t bothered to repot a cutting since I’m pretty confident in my inability to catch all the root systems. One is bound to make a bid for freedom next year. Although there was plenty of mint for salads and bevies, in hindsight, a border of mint was a bit excessive! However I’m gonna miss the delicious, fragrant freshness every time you approached the front door.

Monday, October 24, 2005

Five reasons to pick up fallen apples

  1. Fallen fruit weld themselves to the path attracting all sorts of sliminess.
  2. Decomposing apples start to smell particularly fruity…
  3. Foxes start hanging out – brazenly lounging about on the garage roof, bringing all sorts of ickiness with them.
  4. When coming back home in the dark it’s hard to miss the fruit welded to the path thus ruining new boots.
  5. It looks like you’ve given up on the garden – whilst in reality you’ve just been a little preoccupied.