In between the wild autumn storms that have been blowing up the coast where we live, the sun has been shining at regular intervals, bright and warm, making the colourful big leaf maples glow and pop against the evergreen rainforest. Continue reading “Wild Mushroom Hunting…”
…and the Fall Fair
The harvest continues as the warm autumn sun continues to shine in between a few rainy days. I’ve taken advantage of the dry days to plant one or two overwintering crops; the little Egyptian “walking” onions and over a hundred cloves of garlic for next summer’s harvest, both gifts of gardening friends. Continue reading “Fall Harvest…”
…and tight connections
I have been up to my eyeballs in berries all summer long. The berry season began early in June with the first red currants of the season. Continue reading “Bountiful Berries…”
Spring is the busiest time of year on the island. All winter long nothing much seems to happen. When spring arrives, suddenly, an overwhelming number of activities vie for our attention. The garden needs planting. The grass needs cutting. People come to visit. C. gets busy preparing his boat for the salmon fishing season. Continue reading “Sweet Scent of Spring…”
…cool crop for cool weather.
Although spring is officially here, the weather continues to be cold and wet. The vegetables are getting planted, both seeds and starts, in dribs and drabs, slowly but surely. The heat-loving tomatoes, peppers, squash and basil are still indoors, under the fluorescent lights, getting bigger and bigger, just waiting for warmer temperatures outdoors, so they can get into their permanent locations under the cloches in the vegetable garden. Continue reading “Oh, Rubarb….”
…a jarful of sunshine.
The last blast of winter seems to have taken place and the crocuses are blooming. Snowdrops drift across the pet graveyard under the black walnut tree like snowy remnants left behind after the last thaw.
Christmas is over but the tree is still standing as I attempt to retain some sparkle during the continuing dark days.
So far, this New Year is off to a rough start. The dear old dog died and I am still not over that. I catch glimmers of her dark form shuffling here and there in the shadowy corners at the edge of the back garden. My mind is playing tricks on me.
The weather this winter has not helped to cheer me. Here, it has been hovering around freezing, or a few degrees below, for the past month or so. We have been burning through an extraordinary amount of firewood. I find it quite tiresome.
Already it is time to start working on the year-end taxes, again. Next week, that idiot to the south will step into the driver’s seat. Chaos seems to reign everywhere on earth. I find myself waking up in the darkest hours, fighting off the blasted mid-night terrors! Continue reading “When in Doubt…”