Monday 4 May 2015
In no particular order
Clematis, everywhere. Gorgeous isn't it.
The first precious rhubarb, made into Nigella's rhubarb shortbread. I found it recommended on a couple of blogs, the first one I can't find now, I think I know who it was, but I can't find the post, and the other one was Nimble Fingers and Steady Eyebrows. If you were the person who pointed me in that direction, do let me know and I'll credit you properly. Anyway, it was as both ladies said, absolutely delicious. All gone now. We don't mess about in this house when there's something good to eat. It's eat or be eaten.
A perfect hosta. Perfect. No snail holes at all. Yet. In a few weeks it will look absolutely horrible, it happens every year. I'm thinking of putting it in the front garden, planted through gravel, in the hopes that the gravel will slow the snails down a bit. After it rained yesterday I could see them all from the kitchen window, sliding happily around the garden.
Our dear little piggie. So thin, and rather old, but still gamely hanging in there. Eating her nuggets and carrots and cucumber and celery and grass. She's almost six, not ancient, but she has some breathing difficulties which slow her down a bit. We look after her the very best we can.
More apple blossom. Worcester Pearmain. Later than the first two, so I hope there will be other apples around to pollinate it. We can't have too many apples in this house.
Fresh green herbs, pea tendrils and some new salad leaves. Despite the chill, some things are cracking on in the garden.
A little brass band music in a Victorian bandstand by the sea on a Sunday afternoon. Quite a crowd had gathered, people of all ages. It made me happy that something that hasn't changed in decades is still appreciated.
A little nesting and a pink flamingo. I saw a gull predate a tiny little coot chick this afternoon. The first time the parents drove the gull off. He hung around, and next time he got lucky. It wasn't nice to see. Nature red in tooth and claw I know, but it's pretty brutal.
Otherwise the bank holiday was lovely. An extra day to the weekend is a very fine thing. Of course I shall be a day out all week now. Wishing you all a very good few days. CJ xx