And thems are rich pickings, very much so. This extraordinary weather we've been having since late March has been a great help in making the pickings extra rich. It's not every year that Summer starts in April, it mostly starts end of June and also not unheard of, it sometimes never starts at all and from Spring we go straight to Autumn. This year we have managed to miss Spring altogether.
|Courgettes ready for picking in early May, usually not to be harvested before half June|
Weird when the calender says April, your diary says the same and dito for your inner time table, you then step outside into the garden where it's June. Every time I go outside one small step for woman equals a giant 2 months leap in time. How very time warp-y.
|Pretty in Purple; fat marrow peas and |
|Whopping Leylandii, at its widest 2.5 meter wide and 3 m high|
|This space behind the Victorian greenhouse used to be all hedge|
|Courgette & lemon salad and courgette flower fritters stuffed with goat's cheese|
So I've been eating a lot of food stuff for weeks now which I would normally eat much much later. It's not only the stepping outside that gives me a jolt every time, the food on my plate does the same. Unheimisch!
|Broad beans, savory, new purple spuds and a dollop of tzatziki. Yum!|
|On the left my 3 sisters bed, on the right spuds, cavolo nero, sorrel & poppies.|
|Sugar snaps growing up against the new fence.|
|Mix and match; lettuce, ruby chard, sorrel and tomatoes with the odd poppy here and there|
|Potager in early June 2011|
|Potager with chooks in the background|