Please stop….

I just want the garden to stop for a bit while I catch ip with it. Please… whimper… First, the apples. Oh my lordy, the apples. Apples to the right of them, apples to the left of them, into the valley of apples rode the six hundred … well, me and P with a load of carrier bags….

Apple Day? What?

Today is, officially, Apple Day. A day to celebrate the British apple harvest. Yeah, right. Not in this garden. It’s a shame; I miss my apples. They’re such a wonderful fruit – so useful, so tasty, so celebrated in myths, legends, stories, even going back to the earliest times; so generously abundant. Hm. The photograph…

Gloom and despondency – End of the Month View, September 2012

Actually, the gloom level isn’t too bad, and this is more of a harvest report than an EOMV. It’s thoroughly vile outside again – hence the ‘gloom and despondency’ – so any more conventional EOMV shots for review would be unedifying, but I’m broadly cheerful. That’s because I’ve got the Great Autumn Chutney Making out…

Arrrggggpples…

Quite why I should want another apple tree is beyond me. It’s not as though I don’t have apples. With thanks to Andrew Marvell, it’s not so much ‘stumbling on melons, as I pass…’ as ‘sliding on windfalls, I land on my ass.’ Ahem. Sorry. Its the fumes. I decided to strip the apple trees,…