|Fidelia Bridge - Amercian painter 1834 to.....|
Funny story on living in the country. Friend got an email from a couple who had moved into the village a year ago. Who owns the pheasants in their garden they asked? Obviously they did not like the intrusion, makes you think.
Yesterday my green grocery stuff came from Daisys. I had also ordered four herb plants for £10, Rosemary, Sage, Marjoram and Thyme, all good sized plants.
It reminded me of all the books that I had read on the usefulness of herbs, their various healing qualities. How the lungwort growing in the garden at the moment, is really named after the fact that its mottled leaves look like lungs, so therefore in the middle ages was seen as a cure. You can eat the new hawthorn tips, the wild garlic leaves, nettle and ground elder leaves for soup or greens.
I like the sweetness of marjoram, and its flowers makes the bees happy. Rosemary with fried potatoes, sage leaves added with lemon to chicken, and thyme for omelettes. Their culinary aspects adds a lot to meal times. I already had all these plants but I am just happy to have them around, chives are already starting to flower and hopefully my parsley seeds will also take root. One thing I do not have is a bay tree, for that brown dried leaf which always was added to the little herb bunch, neatly tied in muslin and dropped in casseroles.
My cut and come again lettuce sprouts in the cold frame, beans, both runner and french reach for the sky, and the little plants of tomatoes and courgettes bought last week are dying to get out of their pots and grow.
Satellites are massing in space much to the disgruntlement of astronomers, oil is piling up because we are not using our cars or planes, can you not remember the time when there was dire predictions of oil running out. The air is fresher because of less pollution, people are beginning to fret against the harness of 'stay at home'. Things are turned on their heads - Welcome Alice!