Showing posts with label Storms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Storms. Show all posts

Thursday, 13 June 2019

Late Spring Garden 2019, Part Two

It's lovely to have home-grown goodies in the freezer. Here's an ample portion of rhubarb crumble (my recipe) with strawberries fresh from the patch drenched in cream; all which goes well with coffee.


The two beds of peas have been harvested/shelled with most of them parboiled and frozen. The spent plants have been ripped up, put on the compost, and soon the beds will be prepared for carrot and beet sowings. Yup, you are seeing right, that's two peas in a pod!


Despite the weather being more stormy than not, I took the shelling project outside under the pergola.


Partly curious, partly seeking shelter, Eli the Cat jumped up on the table to sniff and inspect more closely.


The pink flowers on the left are penstemon while those feathery, tall plants on the right are asparagus. Many young shoots were harvested back in March, but some were left to develop into what I consider to be a summer hedge. A hedge until . . .


. . . the storm. Their height has been reduced sharply and a good number have snapped at the base of the plant. I am trying to rehabilitate the ones remaining by freeing those trapped under the dead stalks and mounding the soil around them so they have a chance of resuming an upright position. Most importantly, regardless of trying to reclaim a hedge effect, the focus is to keep them alive because without fading autumnal foliage, the roots will not receive required nourishment, threatening the next season's crop.



However, the penstemon so far has weathered the storm perfectly.


The lavender in the front garden is blooming. Bees love it and there are a few in the photo below!


I love to catch a glimpse of lavender haze through other bushes, in this case, through the graceful, mahogany-branched, airy-leaved abelia also beloved by bees.


I have been trying to order this deep-mauve osteospermum for a couple of seasons from my online nursery but they sell-out this item before I can order. Not this time! They will bloom all the way through October/November.


À la prochaine!

Tuesday, 6 August 2013

Mashed? No, Smashed Potatoes!

Nothing is better than crispy potato skin.  But with these high temperatures chez nous, no way will I bake taters to get that delectable, roasted skin. This method of pan frying potatoes has a lot going for it.  You got the crispy skins, you got the tender insides, and you got it all coated with herbs and olive oil. It's delicious fare!


The mid-season potatoes--a lovely variety called Daifla--are ready for harvest in our potager. All purpose, small to medium-sized potatoes also should work well. For each serving, use several potatoes, an onion, and a few tablespoons of fresh herbs.


Scrub and boil the potatoes with their skins until they are tender (test to see if a knife goes easily into its centre).  Carefully squish them with a meat mallet (via the smooth side)/plate/the back of a wooden spoon, trying not to fragment them into separate pieces.


Mince your chosen herbs--I used flat-leaf parsley, rosemary, thyme (strip the tiny leaves off their stems), and chiffonade of basil.  Slice thinly an onion. Since Madame M gave me some splendid piment doux des Landes from her garden, I added them. When green, this mild chili pepper from the Basque region adds zest but not much heat, making a lovely addition to Piperade and other dishes. When red, it becomes quite sweet.  I removed the seeds and sliced them.


Select a heavy-bottom frying pan big enough to accommodate the potatoes in a single layer. Saute the onion in some olive oil (shallowly covering the bottom of a heavy-bottom skillet) for a couple of minutes until translucent. If using peppers, toss them in also.


Add the smashed potatoes/herbs and brown for about five minutes over medium-high heat. Season to taste with salt and freshly ground black pepper.


Flatten out the potatoes with a spatula and flip them over occasionally to get them nice and browned.


About another five minutes later, they should be ready. If you want them crunchier, then cook them longer. Simple but stupendous at the same time! If topped with grated cheese and served with a green salad, you got yourself a complete meal.


In the potager, the stormy weather from last week continued a bit more providing an eerie background for the garden.

Mirabelle plum tree, rhubarb, currants, grapes & Spruce showcased in a dramatic landscape

It being near to twilight added even more atmosphere


Sunny days eventually returned, encouraging vegetable and fruits to get closer to maturity.

Smooth skinned Cantaloupes are closer to the size of honeydew melons probably because of abundant rain

Cream-coloured Butternut squash

When young, butternut squash looks more like squat zucchini.

What a cutie!

Tomato harvest started last week!

Blueberries are blue.

The entire garden appreciates all this rain.

Lavender, Rose of Sharon, and Weigelia

How would it be like if in the centre of your self there was a circular constellation of yellow stars?  This pink zinnia is taking it in stride.


It took Dayo about three weeks to recover completely from his paw surgery so he could once again be with me in the garden. The Calm One was essential in helping Dayo to heal as he patiently held Dayo's paw in his hand hours at a time during the first several days following removal of the stitches. The surgical collar was worthless as Dayo could easily reach his paw for a thorough lashing with the sandpaper he calls his tongue. Instead of Dayo's paw, The Calm One's hand got a frequent, rough cleaning.

Dayo conveniently sprawled on The Calm One's desk: one hand typed while the other acted like a bandage.

It's wonderful having Dayo back in the garden!

À la prochaine!

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Tuesday, 30 July 2013

Chilled Golden Shrimp Chowder...and nature's pruning

With temperature in the nineties, my focus continues to be serving refreshing versions of staple menu items like Golden Shrimp Chowder.


Into very chilled, well seasoned, and blended-til-smooth chowder, I stirred in some heavy cream. Then I squirted some more cream in a lively zig zag pattern right from its carton. Chiffonade of basil was scattered on top, with extra placed in the middle which served as support for a few cooked shrimp. This soup is an ideal comfort food for hot days: creamy, tasty, substantial, but always cool, mon grand.

Merrily squirting cream about was akin to finger painting, once removed

Nature's pruners have been busy chez nous.  They first came about a week ago, during the night, bringing pelting rain and whistling wind as their tools. Lightning and thunder were their illumination and music, aiding them in their efforts though their work was just preparatory and mostly invisible.

A few days later they visited and again it was at night.  This time they brought machetes, buzzsaws, and bulldozersApparently they decided some trees needed to be déraciné (uprooted) while others required severe amputations despite it being the wrong season for such surgery.

Green Gage plum with a ton of unripe fruit was uprooted

The forty-foot pear tree got a brutal pruning of a major limb.  Happily there's lots of  unripe pears remaining

Red Delicious apple tree was split right down the middle

Decisive as they were, they were also unfortunately quite sloppy, letting felled branches crush other standing trees, bushes, and plants while strewing the paths with fallen unripe fruit which made for wobbly perambulation.

The harvested onions and garlic curing under the pergola got a thorough bath.

After a few hours in the sun, they were once again dry and safe from rotting

Small pots with young plants enjoyed flying lessons though they did not learn how to land where they took off and could be found not only throughout the garden but outside of it. Iterating the old adage there are old pilots and bold pilots, but no old, bold pilots fell on limp leaves.

Saponaria and Dianthus 'pilots' needed a little TLC but are now nicely recovered from their dashing exploits

Some workers evidently took time off to play a quirky rendition of musical chairs.

Chairs found themselves in various spots in the garden.

Others attended a wedding where they threw flowers at the happy couple.

They chose lavender Rose of Sharon (probably matching the bride's dress)

Kudos to the worker with obviously artistic sensibilities who could see clearly that a commercial sign needed repositioning!


But all in all, the garden was better off for their attention: cleaner, more vibrant, and healthier. Though the work party got a little rough at times, they gratefully did not take the roof down.

The most prominent flowers in our garden at high summer are Rose of Sharon

However, nature could hire a clean-up crew which would sit perfectly well with me.

Monsieur M will cut the trunk (I lopped off all its branches) into firewood with his electric saw.

Dayo is progressing very well after his paw surgery.  His stitches were removed, and his toe looks great.  If healing continues at this pace, he will be able to resume his garden duties fairly soon ending his four-months-long (le pauvre!) incapacitation. 

Special delivery:  the latest Nike model!

He is gaining back weight while his coat is returning to its glossy self.

À la prochaine!

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