Ah, Autumn is here.
The daylight hours are shrinking.
Daylight savings finishes on the weekend.
As a season, I think autumn is my favourite.
However, despite my 'Winter Wednesday' ravings last winter
about all the good things about the season...I don't really like the cold.
So here I am...quivering with ambivalence.
The first of the leaves are beginning to turn.
Well, they are pretty
and they will be added to the compost.
Because I did so much work on the magazine
last week, the
Cook Editor was shamed into helping
prepare for some more winter plantings in the veggie garden.
That was AMAZING...and good.
The moaning that accompanied the digging?
Not so good.
It's a jungle, out there.
Summer veggies are still rampant.
C'mon guys, you've had your chance!
Some are showing signs of slowing down.
Foraging in the veggie jungle
for dinner and coming in with six different veggies.
That is BETTER than excellent!
A delicious vegetarian meal.
Some little quiches,left over from last night
(albiet a little singed on reheating)...
with a plate of roasted veggies is blissful.
Count those, ladies and gentlemen...
eight different, home grown veggies and quiche, golden
with our own googies from the girls.
The cheat puff pastry from the freezer, a bit of cheese
and a dollop of sour cream means this isn't a
100% meal...but close enough to make
this gardener salivate and celebrate.
The first fire of the season always feels like a celebration too.
The short period of time it takes for the animals
to stake their claim in front of it always makes us laugh.
Laughing is always good.
But really, Claude, I could live without having to watch
you warming your rude bits
and doing your ablutions in the lounge!