Summer Loving

It feels as though summer may have peaked and is about to start slowly drifting away. Time to make the most of the warm, sunny days, to take stock and enjoy some snippets of happiness.

combining wheat in field


The wheat harvest has finished leaving fields of stubble, an interlude in the cycle of sowing, growing and harvesting. Today, the first wheat of the 2019 harvest was milled into flour and made into bread. There was a slight confusion between flour and flower when my two year-old grandson was invited to help. I feel he may have been slightly disappointed.

hen with green feathers

The countryside and garden are entering that slightly unkempt and beautiful stage of late summer. Vegetables are harvested from the garden every day with a fork to table distance of twenty paces. Naturally, there are courgettes that have grown far too big but happily, the hens enjoy the odd one lobbed into the run. One hen has also been eating the eggs, so she’s daubed with pig tattoo paste to make it easy to separate her at night.


geraniums growing with tomatoes in trough

Geraniums have added a bright splash of colour to the garden this summer making me wonder why I’ve spurned them for so long. The herbs have proliferated, very much at home in the new garden, providing a flash of green in the bleached summer light. A batch of freezer raspberry jam has been made in the hope that its brilliant colour and fresh taste will bring back a ray of summer sunshine in the depths of winter. This year’s meagre crop of greengages has mainly been eaten by wasps, but I’ve delighted in the few we managed to pick. The rosehips, blackberries and sloes in the field hedgerows bear the first blush of colour and the ground is littered with the husks of hazelnuts discarded by the squirrels.  


Chocolate biscuits and oat biscuits cooling on wire rack

Trays of biscuits have been baked for printmaking classes because everyone knows that a biscuit helps you to concentrate but otherwise, the oven has barely been turned on through the summer apart from bread baking and the Sunday roast. A splash of Manly Gin before Sunday lunch has kept alive memories of our Australian holiday. We flirted with fame or to be more precise, some of our family appeared on Australian TV for thirty seconds, which was quite long enough.  Our television has barely been switched on all summer apart from watching the netball and cricket. Piles of books have been borrowed from the library to read outside in the evenings while it’s still light. Reading fiction has been so much better than watching the news.

Happy days.

16 thoughts on “Summer Loving

    1. There’s still a fair bit of standing wheat around here but we were lucky to get the combine in early. Still the borage and beans to do.

        1. No, the borage seed is crushed for oil. That said, a few flowers do find their way into a Sunday lunchtime gin & soda.

  1. It all sounds perfect (apart from the chicken eating the eggs – why does she do that?!). I have a fridge full of raspberries picked over the last few days and plan to make jam this evening. Bottling some sunshine 🙂 Have a lovely long weekend, Anne. Sam x

    1. They laid a couple of soft shelled eggs when they first arrived and I suspect one broke and she discovered how delicious it tasted! I’m trying to convince her that courgettes are far better.

  2. In my teens I had a streak put into my hair the colour of pig tattoo paste. I regretted it from the get go and sadly didn’t realise it was permanent. Took ages to grow out. I know how the hen feels!

    1. An interesting hair colour 🙂 I’m not sure how long it will stay on the hen and now that she appears to have reformed her ways, I feel a little guilty that she’s still decorated.

      1. I’m so enjoying reading and having insights into a farming life. I’m sure there is so much hard work behind each of those lovely photos (I mean in the farming behind them). We stayed on a farm in the Dolomites earlier this month, where they practice transhumance and work intensely on a very small scale but mostly using traditional methods. Fascinating, and we were in awe of how hard the family all worked.

        1. The wonderful thing about family farms is that everyone gets involved, to a greater or lesser degree.

  3. Lovely Anne…doesn’t that egg eater have a innocent look on her face! Those bread tins are beautiful, are they new or old? The geraniums are so pretty, they remind me of my late maternal grandmother, she always grew them. Trays of biscuits make everything better. What TV show did you appear on? I love these ’round up’ type posts x

    1. I was going to say newish bread tins but have just worked out that some of them are well over thirty years old as I remember buying them when we were first married. We were on Four Corners, which was about Boris and Brexit.

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