In the first weeks of the year, our hilltop has seen extremes of weather.
Not another gratuitous reference to our baby boy, you may be relieved to know…
September has danced past like a dream, and here we are creeping into October already.
Another trugful of tomatoes from the greenhouse, too many to enjoy raw, have been processed for the freezer.
We are currently enjoying one of my favourite crops of summer.
Through these long hot summer days, the garden has filled out, knitting across any lingering gaps with a gentle progression of colour.
Slowly we are making our way through the last standing leeks and winter brassicas, clearing the ground ready for this year’s planting.
On Christmas Day, we dug up the first of this winter’s parsnips.
The garden falls quiet in December; a timely lull as our attention has been scattered elsewhere; with weekends away and indoor tasks claiming most of our free time in recent weeks.
There are some fruit that we all associate with late autumn, most notably pumpkins and winter squashes, which are harvested after the last apples and pears have fallen.