And an overblown view of the huerto in late summer languor… the ammi visnaga having rather taken over!
- allotment
- allotment supper
- asparagus
- bees
- borage
- chard
- compost
- courgettes
- golden gooseberry jelly
- golden sweet mange tout
- gooseberries
- gooseberry jam
- greenhouse
- hanging basket
- lemon apple cucumber
- lemon verbena
- no-dig allotment
- onions
- purple basil
- quince
- radishes
- rose de roscoff onions
- shed
- snowdrops
- strawberries
- sweetcorn
- sweet peas
- tomatoes
- yellow raspberries
- zinnias
Gorgeous! What satisfaction you must derive! Gardening for words mostly grows weeds and takes a lot of digging and pruning before they die on the vine..
Una insalata multo Italiano. Salute.
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Haha, thank you Philippa. But your carefully nurtured surviving words are immortal, unlike my greedily dispatched prolific fare, whatever the language!
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My neighbour presented me with green tomatoes, so I made a few jars of chutney.
Presently I’ve a sweet abundance of apples.
Immortality is overrated 🙂
I recently engaged with the subject.
Here a goodreads review on Kundera’s book ‘Immortality.’
https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2052038598?book_show_action=false&from_review_page=1
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