The vegetable garden this year has been such a disappointment. It’s the rain, and the relative cold, I expect. Why, the other night we even lit the fire, it was that winter-like. So, whereas this time last year I was happily harvesting peas & courgettes, lettuces & silver beet, this year I’m just thankful for … Continue reading Courgette meat balls
From the fag-end of autumn in Europe to the first day of summer in NZ. It doesn't feel like summer! Everything seems lush & green, as though there's been a great deal of rain since I've been away. But it's lovely, the walk to work almost like being in the countryside. And the bird song! … Continue reading Return to summer?
Am at Auckland airport, once again, on my travels. Grazing on an apple & a glass of bubbles as I wait for my flight to be called. Half past ten at night, and the place is busy. Guess none of us will be looking so bright-eyed in twelve hours' time. I know I won't! Anyway, … Continue reading Leaving, on a jet plane
Wet, wild & revolting. That’s been the weather the past couple of weeks, and it’s still been autumn … officially. But yesterday at least a break in the weather, time to lay pea straw over the largely dormant veggie garden … and to pull out the cauliflowers that never performed. Still have vague hopes for … Continue reading The end of autumn
Wasn’t this blog supposed to have been about eating seasonally, eating from the garden, at least in part? That seems to have slipped off the radar a little of late, as we slide towards winter & the garden becomes less & less productive. Pulled out the tomatoes and last two courgette plants on the weekend, … Continue reading Autumn tidy-up
Home again. Where it really does feel like the end of summer … it sounds at all hours as though the cicadas are frenetically playing their violins! But at least fears of the garden drying up during my absence have proved groundless. Indeed, perhaps perversely, there seems to have been a great deal of rain … Continue reading The end of summer
Two more sleeps and I’m on my way. Inevitably, and no matter how well-organised I think I am, no matter how well-organised I plan to be, there’s always a welling of anxieties. As predictable as a pimple on the eve of the school ball! This time, I find, I’m getting especially anxious about leaving the … Continue reading A gardener’s pre-holiday angst