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Sunday, 25 August 2019
Someone asked recently if any of my neighbours gave us free Honey from the Chestnut flowers. Well, yes they do; In fact I was given a pot very recently. I do know that the owners of the woods where the hives are placed, are always given several jars of Honey every year, and these tend to accumulate.
Chestnut Honey is not to everyone's taste. It is dark in colour, and has a slightly bitter taste. Personally I rather like it; it tastes very earthy, and I like the fact that it is 'home grown'.
Other local wild harvests, or, I should say their harvesters, are not so generous. The numerous Wild Boar and Roe Deer who feed on our fruit and veg', are shot by hunters and simply taken away. Never have we ever received a Wild Boar trotter, or a Roe Deer chop. We feed 'em; they consume 'em.
After so many years of fattening their prey, I reckon it's about time we were presented with a Gigot of Venison; just to say thank you. If any of our local chasseurs are reading this, would you bear this in mind!
I'm sure I heard shots quite recently, but the proper season doesn't start until September 9th. Plenty of time to put my name on a list.
THANK YOU MA'AM ..........
*Queen Elizabeth 11 has been a constant throughout my life. I was two years
old when she ascended the throne so, she has always been there. A constant ...
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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!