Something strange has happened and summer has arrived. It’s October. But we’re not complaining and have spent all weekend in the garden, barbequing, drinking beer and chatting. We’ve even done a bit of gardening.
The shorter days mean we are enjoying the garden lighting in a way we didn’t in high summer.
The pear tree has been giving us fruit the size of small melons, after two years of producing nothing at all (please see my earlier post on tree pruning – I claim all credit). They’re actually a bit daunting to eat, so today I made pear and bay leaf sorbet – approximately a bucketload, denting the pear mountain not a bit.
Kate’s been cooking up all kinds of apple goodies, and making apple and quince chutneys. It turns out the apples, given the right kind of summer, turn from cookers to eating apples, so we have fruit coming out of our ears right now.