Quince jelly
I said yesterday that I was feeling some guilt about wasting the quince pulp I’d boiled up to make quince jelly – and this is why. I started with nearly 1.7kg of fruit in the pan (over three and a … Continued
Peak quince
“Can we stop saying that the garden needs it now?” said R moodily, glowering out of the window at the driving rain. “No,” I replied. “We do still need it – the ground’s like rock.” He sighed, got his umbrella, … Continued
Beauty spot
Once or twice a season I walk round a corner in the garden and run smack into a Southern Hawker. If I have my wits about me, I can generally throw my bum into reverse in time to stop and … Continued
Quince season
Yesterday I used the excuse of us having quinces – brought down from the tree in the wild garden by the recent storm – and the fact that I therefore ‘needed’ to devise a still life image around them, to … Continued
Fruitfulness
After a good uninterrupted eight hours of sleep, I woke this morning feeling much better. R is still suffering pretty badly though, so our plans to roller-skate up the Long Mynd had to be put on hold, and we spent … Continued
Horrified
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I spent much of the afternoon stalking grasshoppers and crickets around the village. It isn’t fair, really, because they absolutely hate it – Orthoptera are so far down the food chain that almost everyone eats them, so the closer you … Continued
Ratafia de coings
On a day when I had to brave bitter, driving rain to fill up the bird feeders, because even in those conditions tiny garden birds were queueing up hoping for food, and R decided that it was time to break … Continued