Not as floral as last year’s or the 2019 version; nor as colourful as that from 2018. But you have to do the best with what you can find. I’d expected to collect holly and dried grasses when we walked along the lane on Monday. Sadly, the hedge-cutter has been out and everything is gone, including the small oak saplings we found growing a few weeks ago. The plan was to walk a different route on Tuesday, armed with secateurs, but the weather put paid to that idea.
The second of three very basic wreath shapes made from climbing bean stems in October 2020.
A grey morning, mild but no rain forecast. Apparently that’s all set to change from tomorrow when the wind changes from south to north east. Will we have snow? Are we really going to have a mini-ice-age? I hope not as my husband and I both have our booster jabs next week. He’s on Friday at 3 pm at the vaccination centre just seven miles away; mine’s on Sunday at 4.30 pm at a different one, eleven miles away. Either way, if it does snow here in North Wales, and it sticks, we won’t be going anywhere and will have to re-book.
But we’ll worry about that nearer the time. For now, here is this week’s Six on Saturday.
From soil to stove in forty minutes (includes twenty minutes scrubbing and chopping time). Leek and potato soup on the stove – half for lunch, half to freeze – and the start of Jerusalam artichoke soup for tomorrow’s lunch in the slow cooker – braising slowly in chicken stock.
This week’s featured image is an Elephant Hawk Moth. I first saw one of these ‘live’ on 23 August 2020, and my second last Tuesday (21 September). Remembering someone said they ate fuchsia, I encouraged it onto a plant saucer and placed it under my newly established fuchsia hedge at the back of Raised Bed A. The hedge needs a good trim so I can spare plenty of juicy stems/leaves for such an exotic creature. Without further ado, here are my Six for this grey and murkey Saturday, shared with a wide-ranging group of gardeners around the globe via The Propagator.
Verbena bonariensis – the final curtain? I’ve already take some of the faded flowerheads and sprinkled them along the front border in the hope they will self-seed and grow.
The week started with warm sunshine and cool breezes, Wednesday morning was spent at the allotment in sunshine harvesting my onions; Thursday, rain (as forecast) and a strong breeze (which wasn’t). Friday, sun. Saturday, rain (so far) and cool enough to require a lightweight fleece top – indoors!
Name that Plant – I found something online that looks very similar to this unidentified ‘ornamental grass’ my brother gave me last year – it’s Juncus Effusus, the common rush. It likes moist, poorly drained soil so I’ve stood the pot beneath a drip from the conservatory gutter.
First – drumroll please – some good news. I have managed to pass Year One of my Open University masters’degree – a ‘Pass with Merit’ classification which means – when I stump up the cash – I can go on to Year Two (which will actually be a full calendar year and not eight months). We celebrated on Tuesday with a reduced price Indian banquet (in a box from Tesco) and a shared bottle of Magners! Now I’ve just got to come up with a brilliant idea for my 15,000 word project (dissertation) – suggestions on the back of a seed packet please.
I’ve started – so I’ll finish. While this morning’s weather was in two minds whether to send a shower or some sun in our direction, I wasn’t hanging around. I’ve painted that horrible breeze block wall beneath the lavender border. Now that we’ve finished sealing the drive, it was the final thing that had to be done. I’ve even painted the gate post (not that we have a gate). It’s only taken me thirty-four years to get round to it. Just the garage door to paint (Hammerite ‘Chestnut’) and the white surround, and . . .