Fallen trees from the storms a couple of years ago still have their cones fully intact. Mental note to bring backpack and collect as kindling for fire. Mental note two, try not to think about winter every time a cloud comes in the sky. It’s only March and plenty of autumn to enjoy.
Archives for March 2010
Imagine how tedious it gets following the same route every day. It’s much the same for the bassets who fall in and out of love of their various walks. There is nothing worse in the world than a disgruntled basset. They are prone to sulks, dragging of paws and false sniffing as a strategy for showing one’s displeasure.
As a result we have a miscellany of walks to keep things varied and allows for a range of weather conditions. The walks immediately around home are the ones that get thoroughly explored so I’ve tended to take Fortnum and Mason out further afield. It’s a mental health requirement. My mental health that is.
As storm clouds gathered over Wellington today it seemed a good chance to allow the words to speak louder. Here’s what I’ve been bleating about recently, courtesy of wordle and hand crafted by his lordship who’s too sick to do anything other than surf the internet. Seems vegetables have been on my mind recently.
It’s clear that the seasons are changing. The signs are all around. Never more so in the hedgerows where there are fewer flowers and only the die hard cow parsley prevails. We’ll have to change our routines for dog walking and photography soon. I’ll also need to make a pilgrimage to Kathmandu to acquire a new fleece for the chilly times yet to come.
Having the blues this week hasn’t been all bad. This is the kind of blue I love. Blue skies reflected in the streams. The bassets were thrilled to be able to hang around by the river today whilst I got reacquainted with my camera again. It might be fixed but people have fiddled with the settings. It’s been beeping and flashing in ways it doesn’t normally. Nevertheless it’s good to be back together and be out snapping again.
There is nothing better than being able to chat with a like minded friend. Someone who won’t roll their eyes when you start moaning about your tomatoes and will get equally excited when you tell them the number of eggs the chickens are laying. Comparing notes about what’s growing in our respective veggie plots was a comforting experience. To know that another novice grower is also wondering how big your pumpkin plants should be growing or whether you’ve spawned a triffid.
We were both as clueless about when the potatoes should be lifted. The rule of thumb as I understand it is after they’ve finished flowering. But what if they don’t seem to have flowered or the flowers blew away in a freak gale. A couple of weeks ago common sense prevailed and I checked my veggie calendar where I’d written down when I could expect the spuds to be ready. I admit to feeling just a little dumb to realise that I was already a week late. My Granddad in law will be tutting at me if he read this blog!
This kind of sums up how I’ve been feeling without my camera. The fact I’ve been busy with work and haven’t had time for photography is beside the point. This is a view towards the Hutt Valley across Wellington Harbour last Sunday. It was as cold and windy as this picture looks. Good news though, my camera is back all clean and shiny inside so I can get back into action this weekend.
Like the wonderful sunrises the sunsets have been wonderful. Well they were last week. Today, it’s hard to see anything off the veranda since it’s dark, cloudy and cold enough to put the heating on. I love the warmth of this picture and the fact the sky was lit up like a fire. Fingers crossed we might get a few more this year.
Don’t you think it’s a wonderful feeling when things go right. Having set myself a goal to bake my way through the NZ Treasury of Baking as a way to improve my baking prowess I’m chuffed that so far everything I’ve attempted has been a winner. The fact that I’ve also been able to scoff our way through a mountain of rhubarb in the garden is an added bonus.
If you tried the Rhubarb and Strawberry Shortcake and liked what you got this is a similar recipe but it takes baking with rhubarb to a whole new level. A much loved combination of Rhubarb and custard but in cake form. It’s my idea of dessert heaven.
I hate to admit it but autumn is really here. There are toadstools a plenty popping up in the Kaitoke Forest. It was the shaft of light that highlighted this act of nature. The only consolation about autumn arriving is that it means that we can start blackberry foraging soon. Can feel the pie and crumble urges coming on.