I am sitting outside in our backyard upstate as I write this. It has been a glorious weekend, weather wise. Just spectacular!!
I should be riding my bike right now, but my body hurts too much from all the gardening yesterday. What happened? Gardening reaches muscles you forgot about for a year, even if you work out regularly, as I do. Honest. My father used to say, “It’s tough to get old, Mare.”
How right he was.
So here is my herb garden. I was so excited to see that my Italian parsley made it through the winter, as it’s an annual. Even my English thyme looks like it’s coming back. The chives, sage, mint, sorrel, and oregano are all in good shape. I planted sweet basil and some lettuces and weeded everything else.
And here are my tomatoes and nasturtiums. Yet to buy – tarragon, rosemary and arugula – next weekend.
Now I have to put covers on them before heading back to the city as it still gets really cold here at night.
What We Should Be Eating & Making Now
Shakshuka
Farro Pasta with Portobello Mushrooms, Chicken, Tomatoes, and Green Beans in a Sherry Cream Sauce
Eggplant Tarts Make a Great Tuscan Starter Dish
Sorrel Sauce
Gardening certainly get those muscles that you think are fit enough. I used to love this time of year when I had a garden in London. Never managed to fill all of the herbaceous borders as some of them were so big.
I am still hurting today!
I had a small gardening session myself. No more weeds :-)… at least for now
It does make you feel good to see things all cleaned out!
Autumnal weather here so deciduous plants are losing their leaves. Colours are magnificent but the weather is cooling off. Had our first log fire of the season last week.
Is that coriander I can see in the garden bed?
I love fires. No, my coriander did not come back but my parsley did! How did you get from Scotland to Australia?
My parents emigrated when I was sixteen. My father had retired as a flight lieutenant in the Royal AIr Force and my mother was a pharmacist. They were both fifty-six and they wanted a challenge or they felt they would grow old! They emigrated with their three youngest children of whom I was the eldest. My other three older siblings emigrated one by one in the following years. We are all now in Australia and my mum and dad lived until 93 and 95 respectively. Australia kept them young.
What a lovely story!! I am also one of six, but I am the youngest and only girl, and my parents never left St. Louis, Missouri. Four of us left instead but stayed in the States.
Oh I would love to be planting a spring garden 🙂
But you’re starting to build fires now, right?