Broad bean flowers attract the bees
The “hungry gap” is nearly over
A gift from my husband – what could be sweeter?
Bank holiday brunch, on my own, al fresco
We are in the season that is called “the hungry gap” because most of the stored produce has run out. We are on our last sack of potatoes. There are no more strings of onions or garlic in the onion barn and we have salads in the polytunnel, kale outside and an abundance of asparagus. There is rhubarb to stew and summer fruits in the freezer but we spoil ourselves with bananas and tangerines and lemons, tomatoes and more.
A few minutes solitude has revived me.
Munching away
As the sun sets on a beautiful day we enjoy the colourful sky
If you go down to the woods today – don’t!
We sank further and further into the mud and we had to keep going forwards. To top it all the bluebells were past their best snd by the end of the walk we were all covered in mud as if we had been for a trek in a jungle. We had to laugh.
When we asked the children if they would like to go to the bluebell wood next year they shouted out, “NO!” I’ll go agsin but next time in stout boots.
And then the ricotta cheese cake
New guests
No “lie in” on a Sunday morning
There are the animals to feed and water, two goats to milk and J will start to make another Wensleydale type cheese.
