Another year older and madder

Yesterday was my birthday. And a very fine day it was too. The sun was out and so were we. Ishbel and I took Lyra for a bijou walkette after (or half way through in Ishbel’s case) breakfast, whilst Lachlan had classes, and we scoped out the elderberry bushes for a planned afternoon foraging trip.Continue reading “Another year older and madder”

The crabapple challenge continues

Day two of my crabapple challenge saw a further load of the orange lads, and also a first pick of the little yellow ones, despatched. As a starting point I separated out the particularly attractive crabapples from my first picking. It was brutal. One small brown spot or an asymmetrical bulge and they were choppedContinue reading “The crabapple challenge continues”

Foraging and fossicking

We’ve had some glorious days recently. I have a stack of indoor projects queueing, but when it is sunny it is hard not to get stuck into the garden. There is still a fair bit of late colour and the waterlily colchicum are spectacular. Keith’s vegetable garden is in overdrive. Apparently his onions are muchContinue reading “Foraging and fossicking”

Crabby, moi?

We have two crabapple trees in the orchard and this year they are festooned. The first to ripen has long, reddy orange fruits which are perfectly edible raw – I think they have a tang of lychees – but which cook up beautifully. They generally crop well and every year brings the crabapple challenge. LyraContinue reading “Crabby, moi?”

Meanwhile back at the ranch…..

We came back from Glenelg straight into a visit from David and Karen, so no chance for the liver to dry out. We’ve been rather starved of house guests from the wider world since the Covid lockdown started, so we made the most of it. As a result, Keith and I are now on dayContinue reading “Meanwhile back at the ranch…..”

Corran and the glen

The last full day of the holiday started a little dull, but steadily picked up over the day. There was some slothful mooching about in the cottage in the morning (fully justified by the step count of the day before) but by three we were set to head off again. This time we drove upContinue reading “Corran and the glen”

The neverending road

On the next day of our holiday we all inexplicably got up rather early. Possibly Lyra’s extensive demonstration of bed jumping helped, but who can say. It was warm but not boiling and the consensus was to take the walk around the fish farm. Each of us remembered it from previous holidays, but it becameContinue reading “The neverending road”

Mists and mellow fruitfulness

The seasonal cart is over the top of the hill and starting to pick up speed in its roll down to autumn. We have had a few misty mornings and evenings of late. Not cold at all, but the air very fresh and moist. The scent of the wild camomile on the air has contributedContinue reading “Mists and mellow fruitfulness”