Lettuce plantlets - 22nd June 2011
I can’t believe yesterday was the longest day of the year and from now on we are heading back towards winter… I am sure I say this every year but this year is going too fast.
So much has happened; and that is possibly an understatement. And lots is still happening and changing and will be for a while to come yet.
I always mean to mark the solstices in some way but never quite organise myself to do so and yesterday was sadly the same. At the winter Solstice I had thought about a trip to Avebury to see the stone circle for this one but that plan hasn’t happened. Oh well, another year maybe.
When I was little the winter Solstice use to be our Christmas so as my half brother and sister could spent our ‘Christmas’ with us and Christmas with their mum. It was special and I wish there was more time to mark these occasions instead of getting swept along with one big event a year.
This evening I have sown a first batch of Florence Fennel, something new to try growing, pricked out a tray of lettuce and sown another tray in the mission to grow enough salad for Rhys lunch each day.
First picking; new potatoes - 15th June 2011
On Tuesday I noticed what looked like it might be the start of blight on one of the sacked potatoes growing at home. I checked the other sacks over and it seemed to be just the one sack that had it and so there was nothing for it but to dig them up and eat them before it spread (if in fact it was blight…)
Home grown dinner; new potatoes with omelette - 15th June 2011
We’ve been holding off on starting on the home-grown potatoes as we still have half a sack of stored potatoes left that need using first but it was nice to be finally starting on the home-grown crop.
The potatoes weren’t a bad size and we collect 1.2kg of them. I can’t remember what verity they were but they were planted on march 1st. We ate half of them boiled with a cheesey chives and garlic omelette.
It has been a while since I’ve blogged and it hasn’t been that I haven’t meant to or wanted to; it has been that nothing feels news worthy at the moment.
Everything seems to be plodding along, with lots happening but possibly nothing more than getting through another week.
I have been to the allotment and gardened but everything other than weeds seem to be stood still. I am not sure that my courgette plants have grown at all since putting them in… Is it just me? Do they not like where I’ve planted them, or am I not watering them enough? I am still waiting for my goats to kid, but that is getting less and less likely now. I have made a batch of Elderflower cordial, using Colour It Green’s excellent recipe and am drinking my way through it whilst picking out the best spots for my next pickings and waiting for another dry day to make some more.
I worked far too hard over the May bank holiday, my own fault for wanting to do everything and be everywhere, and now I have a cold. Which I am ignoring in the hope that it will go away whilst my throat slowly becomes rawer and my voice hoarser and the coughing keeps me awake a little later each night. Maybe I should succumb and allow myself to lay on the sofa for a day but I have too many things to do, and too many things I want to do.
There are only a few weeks of funding for my current work left, I have a job until the end of September but it will never be the same come the end of this month and I am pushing myself to be there everyday until the end; to answer the hard questions that don’t really have an answer, keep my promise that I will be there every week until this date and deal with the upset, of which there has been lots. Over half term we held a celebration event to mark the end of our funding, a conversation happened about photo permissions and I was asked how many of the kids there I knew and could ask for permission after the event and as I looked out across the field I realised I knew most, not quite all but only by one or two, of the 150 kids there in just one of the parks I visit weekly. Admittedly that is the busiest but that has been build up from not seeing anyone for the first few weeks of us being there; the park is now owned by the kids who live there, even if some of them are only allowed there when me and the other play rangers are there and I don’t want that to stop.
My dad is unwell again; I have almost lost count of the number of times he has been in hospital since Easter but he has certainly spend as much time there as he has at home. There is nothing anyone can really do though other than all pull together and get on with it but it is hard, especially for mother, keeping on top of what is happening with him and questioning everything as some of the treatments and medicine just don’t seem to be the most logical or best course of action, to us any way.
In spite of all this though life doesn’t feel all doom and gloom; just very full!
This last week or so has been frantically busy; two large events at work in three days, half term holiday delivery on top of all the normal stuff…
Outside… It is just getting dark, I have just come back from shutting in the chickens
I am thinking or plotting… Hopefully a day at the allotment tomorrow followed by dinner with Rhys’s dad and stepmum
From the kitchen… I am drinking Elderflower cordial but not eating anything until my tummy stops hurting so much
I am wearing… A hoody, leggings and rainbow socks
I am thankful for… This question is always so hard… I wanted to answer it with something but am too tired to think of only one thing or anything that isn’t cheesey
I am creating… Still ongoing with the order. I spent an hour on my allotment and the same again in my garden yesterday, have spent the allotment newsletter to the rest of the committee for oking and a project proposial today. Not bad as I left the house at 5am this morning and didn’t get home from my training until gone 5pm
I am going… To bed in a minute
I am reading… The Gardener’s Year by Karel Carek. Poetry for gardeners – same as last month
Here is a picture I want to sharing and why… This is my first strawberry a few days ago, this morning me and Rhys shared it
First ripe strawbery of the year a few days before picking - 1st June 2011