Wednesday, 20 August 2025

A little break.

I'm having a short break from posting.

I have things to do and books to read, one of which is 


I thought this sounded intriguing, and slightly expected a wordy tome. In fact it is a lovely gentle book. Juhee Mun, the author, believed in the connections formed by the writing and receiving of letters. The book is not about the right or wrong ways in which to write a letter. It's about what happens when you choose to make the time to write letters.
I'm taking it slowly, a chapter at a time, and enjoying the simple way in which it is written.

I will be reading posts but not writing for a little while.

 

Tuesday, 12 August 2025

The few things in the garden

Inspired by Lorrie's lovely post on her Autumn-y garden, I thought I would go and see if there was anything in mine worth photographing. The dry weather has finished off so many perennials. Roses are almost over, and the only things actually producing are apples, tomatoes and pears. Also blackberries on my 'Tame' plant. Not a wild one, not huge, it has produced over a pound so far.

I think these are called Asian pears. They are round rather than the normal pear shape. I have stewed them and they are very sweet, but I think people also use them in making chutney.


 Apples are falling over the lawn every day. They are Bramleys but the tree is old now and many are diseased. I have cut lots up and made Apple jelly, or stewed what I can. I do enjoy having my own produce!

There's a sudden burst of colour from this late flowering Clematis. I wish I could recall her name.


The lovely mop head Hydrangeas are turning from a beautiful blue to this interesting purply colour. The heads have been huge this year.


At the beginning of the season I was given a rather random set of plants and simply put them all into one big plantpot. They have gone on and on, bringing a lovely burst of colour just outside my kitchen door.

And the Tomatoes are behaving beautifully!



Saturday, 2 August 2025

Birthday

 Birthday flowers.

I have lovely friends!


My son and daughter are bringing lunch tomorrow, such a treat.

The sad thing about birthdays is that it means one is another year older.

'With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come'

William Shakespeare.

Pumpkins!

Halloweeen is over now. But I thought you might like to see this photo from our local farm shop. Children were having their photos taken, si...