Left to right: narcissus “Ice Follies”, Muscari armeniacum, hyacinth “White festival”, Scilla bifolia, Narcissus “Cragford”, crocus “Jeanne d’Arc”, blue hyacinth (might be “Blue Star”) April means the first cut flowers from the garden. A bit of beauty in the middle…
As the winter is slowly coming to an end, the homegrown provisions are running low and it becomes impossible to harvest enough for a full week of meals. We are digging up the last parsnips, cooking the last homegrown dried…
February is a difficult month. I know I should be making plans and ordering seeds, but the garden looks rather barren and no matter how long I’ve been gardening, it is difficult to believe that with a bit of input…
For the third year in a row now I put together an advent calendar for Esther and Sebastiaan. It was a little bitter-sweet this time since I find myself continually thinking about time passing and my children growing up quickly…
Back in September when I wrote the first “A week of eating from the garden” post, I thought it would be fun to do this regularly and record how much of what we eat is homegrown and how the menu…
I baked a wedding cake. Well, no, not the wedding cake which was an amazing two story chocolate-raspberry affair, thankfully without fondant (you can’t go wrong with chocolate and raspberries!) and of which I certainly ate my share. Rather, I…
This post is a part of a series about the things I usually do/sow/harvest in my garden in a given month. I post at the beginning of each month and at the end of each month I check in to…
On our allotment, there are edibles and then there are flowers. But sometimes these categories overlap because some of the flowers are edible and some herbs double as foliage for bouquets. Wading through the beds of our allotment and thinking…
Sometimes it’s really good to look back. I looked up the pictures of our allotment in April last year and when I put them side to side with this month’s pics…wow! We’ve come a long way! At this point we…
Last week we celebrated Esther’s 14th birthday. Which means that somehow, inexplicably and in a blink of an eye, our sweet baby with head full of hair, turned into an independent half-way grown-up human. The picture on the right…
It is customary, as the year comes to an end, to remember, reminisce and reflect. At the beginning of the year I made a list of about 10 resolutions, trying not to be impossibly ambitious. Well – I kept one…