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planting up a few tomato seedlings… earth day, blessing from the empress, abundance to all
walk on the sacred earth beneath the broad expanse of sky…. our birthright
being outside, in nature, with people we love… connection to body, land and each other
toms grown from last years seed slobber, love the closing of these circles
nettle tapenade for lunch, yum… i’m calling it tapenade as, happily, i have no idea what the word means!

Esther: I have these Angel cards too! Don’t have much spare time to draw them these days but you’ve reminded me to do a reading for myself 👼 xx

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Aw I’m sure your so hugely busy all the blooming time! Hope you find some peace amongst the bedlam… plus occasional appreciation of how joyful it is… my nippers are 25 and 21 now… proper bonkers xx

I actually really like these cards… I read tarot for years, but kind of came to a pause with it, as tho, obvs, powerful wasn’t always in the right space to integrate some of the darkness
These are proper fluffy, love the illustrations and lots of buoyancy
Most of the cards make me think of someone I know… this lady/empress does too… tho can’t quite work out which of my friends she is?! Ha! Hug xx

eat flowers!

ha, smoke weeds?

courgette flower guzzling season, a soggy soporific afternoon, too lazy nowadays to do more than endlessly post pics of lunch x

megan: There are so many tasty flowers!

ooh what are your faves? and i’ll search them out… i’ve been nibbling on ooh sea kale, honeysuckle, dandelion, gorse and hawthorn a fair bit… tho not all at once! xx

megan: I am eating wild geraniums, nasturtiums, clover, chive flowers, garlic flowers, borage… and more.

of course de edible aliums! why didn’t i think of that, wish i’d planted some chives for the gorgeous flowers now! next year ho hum xx


tomatoes, in late october? the 3 month glut continues…
of course by now they contrive to be both leathery and fluffy, less of the much longed for succulent sweetness of summer,
more of the ‘oh well might as well munch another’ but still thoroughly palatable
being somewhat of a late bloomer myself, kindred sympathy
frrling somewhat troll like this autumn (feeling! but frrrrling probably catches it better), where can’t be bothered, mingles with exhaustion, reluctance and slumber
… yes me with my shimmer and swagger, ha… but hey curmudgeonly stubborness has its place… looks out the window again… may well go back to bed
oh and astonishingly Finn is 24 today! gobsmacking!

too much red eye in the snap?


yield part 1

Yield…. in every sense of the word, season of our gratitude for glut… yet also of surrender, this the time for offering up
hornswoggled by insomnia, stress swept from mind deep into muscles, so to creep downstairs, out into the garden, the soft summoning of dawn
clouds above, brown grey bellies, promising something of rain?
a bird infused soundscape, keening yelp of seagulls, the metronomic throb of a wood pigeons hoot
nearer, the more intimate chirrup of a family of sparrows, feather restless, scattered amongst the protective thorns (too many yard cats!) of an enormous Rose bush
clarion call of Red, pluck one tomato, roll around in the palm of hand. satisfaction. harvest.
tooth chomp, puncture flesh, the rush, ooze spurt of seed slobber sumptousness. yum
a leaf of mint, one of basil, bruise between fingers, olefactory contradiction, grok the befuddlement

yield part 2

oh, i just like writing words… my picture snap is fab, despite verging on the trite, bit like a gareth bale goal celebration! thankfully far from instagram perfect… but, ah me and my rotten tomato heart!
these the days through which we must kep one broom handles distance apart, it is hard to believe that anything will ever flow?
mind ponders, roams back, to what? a festival commonplace, but none the less cherished for that
hmm it is dusk, i pause and sit somewhere on the fringes, back against the trunk of an old beech tree, moist earth below, leaf shiver above
a friend wanders by, ‘the first stranger in the dusk’, she comes over, we chat, then long languish in each others arms
talk stream tumbles, whither and whence it will roam! gentleness the timbre of intimacy
with time we will part, the evening beckons adventure… but, forever tarry through the twilight
laughter, connection. simple, i am happy… yes, those days will come again
harvest…. Yield.

Runner Beans

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i’ve been hugely enjoying Runner Beans this summer… not for the yield obviously ‘one bean Dick’, but its the first time i’ve grown these critters
truly the Magic Beans from Jack and the Beanstalk… fee fo fi fum… such boisterous, roving, mischevious plants… wriggle creepers! corkscrewing up the canes, vines on the climb
space rockets… saturn v… mission control we have lift off!
one has eloped next door, over the fence and far away… such orchid-esque 2 tone flowers, orange and white
another, eschewing its suggested support has meandered off and compromised itself with a pink flowered great willow herb, standing a metre and a half in the ‘scrruffy’ part of the yard
no idea what the willow herb makes of it, but such riotous exuberance!… they don’t seem to be stranglers in the way of the dread bind weed… just hitching a ride

hmm i actually would have preferred a collage with the tall picture of the bean… but the auto tool wasn’t ‘aving it… i’m not quite as preposterously ego centric as it seems… not quite!

Childish natch, but always fun to make covert obscene gestures

hawthorn 19

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hawthorn afternoon! with little or no forethought ended up gathering some of the beautiful blossoms for the annual tincture
do it now! a post mostly to remind you thus! they’ll be gawn in less than a week… i love the hawthorn, flower of aphrodite, queen of the may
such an opulent pungent pong, huge armfulls of the stuff, all sprawled across the kitchen table
sure theres lots of proper info out there, don’t listen to me, but what i do:
gather the flowers and some of the freshest tenderest leaves
lob in a big jar, pack down with a wooden spoon, then liberally douse with a litre of lidls finest (cheapest) Wodka…
a prayer then toast to the goddess, finally store in a dark cupboard
thats it!
after about a month remember to take it out, mash squeeze out all the goodness… muslin should be involved, but lawks knows where you get that from?!
in the autumn bung in some haws (the small Rosehip like fruit) to help ramp up the hawthorn-y-ness
it ends up as a rubicund brown, sometimes sludgy, liquid… i keep it in the fridge, super good for the heart!
throughout the autumn and winter start each day with a swig straight from the bottle
should imagine its supposed to be only a few drops? but wheres the fun in that? x

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grammar pedant-ry mz mole… tho this image gives me the creeps… first time i read one fish two fish to Finn when he was a nipper, got an eek flashback turning to this page
didn’t actually remember the image or anything, but knew that i’d read it as a kid, and not been in a very emotionally buoyant space at the time… books are powerful incantatory spells, sometimes there to unlock what is best left buried deep
all from a cheerful post about hawthorn! lummee eck! xx


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chili! been growing plants from seed this year, first time, they really are lovely and astonishing critters!… sherbailey gave me a Red Thai Dragon last summer, the spiciest thing possible!
the madre has burgeoned into a monster and is flowering nicely… which is a suprise as i just presumed they were annuals, like toms, and she would keel over somewhere midst the dank british winter
i saved a few seeds, not really expecting them to germinate, then lo and behold, through the miracle of sunshine water and soil they are doing just smashing
garb is a homage to McEnroe circa 1980’s Vimbleydon, heatwave fire… tho as it often is with on here, bored with programming and seeking attention x


(this post off the growing together newhaven blog)

Inspired by planting bulbs on the first day of the winter wonderland course
I thought I’d try a few at home, of course your supposed to raise bulbs from those supplied by seed centres as they’d be free from diseases
but i had a few organic ones left over from the supermarket which were beginning to sprout, so ever the optimist thought I’d just plant them and see what happens
Theres no proper beds in my small back garden, so i thought i’d try them in containers
I went for using old strawberry punnets from the summer, it rather irks me that they nearly always end up as landfill
the main drawback with this being that there might be insufficent soil for them to grow to their full size, but best just to try and see
this size container worked ok for my lettuce seeds over the summer

ok rather a dull picture, but i’ll update it if anything happens to sprout!

planting garlic bulbs
garlic is grown from bulbs, break the bulbs up into individual cloves
plant the right way up! the leaves sprout from the top

Plant in mid to late autumn
Planting distance: 7.5 – 10 cm (3-4 in)
Planting depth: 5 cm (2in)
Distance between rows: 30 cm (12 in)
Harvesting: Mid – late summer

Garlic (Allium sativum) has been used for thousands of years for medicinal purposes. Sanskrit records show its medicinal use about 5,000 years ago, and it has been used for at least 3,000 years in Chinese medicine. The Egyptians, Babylonians, Greeks, and Romans used garlic for healing purposes. In 1858, Pasteur noted garlic’s antibacterial activity.
Currently, garlic is used for reducing cholesterol levels and cardiovascular risk, as well as for its antineoplastic and antimicrobial properties. good for cleaning the blood!

Garlic was placed by the ancient Greeks on the piles of stones at cross-roads, as a supper for Hecate — a goddess of the wilderness and childbirth, or for protection from demons. The garlic was supposed to confuse the evil spirits and cause them to lose their way.

and vampires!

Plus the rather obvious point that its delicious and is hard to imagine cooking a meal without lobbing in at least a few cloves