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Thursday, 23 September 2010
Haddock's in September.
My two favourite months of the year are without question June and September; but particularly September.
I took this photo at 8 am yesterday morning. It was already warm, with the promise of 29 C by lunchtime. At this time of year there is no humidity, just the occasional warm breeze.
At Haddock's (my veg' patch above) the Curly Kale, Brussels Sprouts, Leeks, Cabbages, and Carrots are all ready for the pot, and the remaining Peppers and Aubergines are still plentiful. I also have about a dozen bushes dripping with Chilli Peppers that will need to be dealt with any day. Other than that we still have Courgettes, Tomatoes, and Butternut Squash.
In the fruit garden the Figs, Grapes, and Bramley Apples are overwhelming us, and even the recently planted Pear Tree (Finn's tree) has about a dozen fruits that are slowly ripening.
It won't be long before the Walnuts start to drop, and, hopefully, Boletus Edulis will start to appear; my fingers are crossed. What beautiful days!
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!