I don't know whether it comes from having a September birthday, but I have always liked the end of summer. Ian went back to work this morning and I am working at home. This is a tricky one because the garden is groaning with produce and it is all calling to me. We are weighed down with courgettes and runner beans and squash and more runner beans and apples by the ton. I should clearly be chutney making, not emailing or making conference calls.
And today more than ever the view keeps luring me outside and as soon as I am out there I find flowers to deadhead, weeding to be done, sweetpeas to pick. Inside there are cushions to be made and the imminent arrival of KittyB is making me very aware of the need to clean. We went visiting elder daughter this weekend and I have also come home with a recipe for marrow and ginger jam which I am assured works just as well with overgrown courgettes (I turned my back on them for half an hour, that's all I did. Honestly, they are like children, need watching all the time).
There are simply not hours enough in the day. When we were at the Centre for Alternative Technology (really interesting, well worth a visit) I bought a book by John Lane called "Timeless Simplicity". Now I can be as cynical as the next person and have spent half my life working in tax which is not a job for the gullible, but the beautiful illustrations of this book showing bread being kneaded or ground being tilled and the calm and careful exploration of the idea of living on less and in a less complicated way spoke to me very strongly.
At lunchtime I picked vegetables for a friend who is swapping her expertise as a therapist for my organic veg and delivered it to her doorstep: runner beans (quite pleased to pass these on actually), courgettes (ditto), red onions, kale, spaghetti squash, leef beet, apples, pink fir apple potatoes and a bunch of flowers from the garden.
In one of my diversionary forays out into the garden I took a photograph of this artichoke in flower.
I love the way vegetables can be as exciting as flowers.
And now I must make a list of all the things I need to do before Friday when the Shrosphire/Wales bloggers will gather together again. "Timeless Simplicity"? Perhaps not.