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Late September is often when we get the best weather, foliage colours are rapidly turning and the visit of warm sun gives a kick to the ripening of things that are still hanging on tress or buried in soil.

I just got back from cooking on a 10 day retreat in Wales ( post and recipes to follow) and still benefiting from high energy and open heart, so every detail in the landscape moves me, makes me smile.

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After a day of catching up with friends I have hardly seen all summer, a free lunch at Wagamamas and a round of Maté tea at home, we went to Mariela’s allotment yesterday, where she proudly showed me her wonderful bounty. She has been transforming this big plot into a lush ever-growing wonder of edible plants and flowers, vegetables and the new dug up patch where she and some friends are planning a small orchard.

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I picked borage and marigold flowers which I am currently drying on a colander on top of the Rayburn for some late summer colour in winter dishes…

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Every plant was fat with fruit, some parts turning into seed. Plump squashes loitering  the ground as we walked, basking in the late afternoon sun. Big towers of runner beans which multiplied as we plucked them. Beautiful fragrant celery bunches with deep dark green leaves which tasted of the earth.  ImageImage

We picked giant marrows, and discussed ways of making them taste by stuffing them. Small courgettes  and flowers with their prickly softness. The herb and flower beds she planted to attract bees and butterflies were so alive and inviting.

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Towering sunflowers the colour of autumn. Sweet peas in pyres with heaven scent. Marigolds scattered around everywhere. Bliss.

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The sky light was turning, dusky pinks and blues, the ending of the day.

Beautiful.

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At night, when I got home, I cooked a light supper, using some of the vegetables. I look forward to blanching and freezing some of the beans today. Image

A few days ago we decided to turn the  Rayburn back on. Almost  overnight  the temperature has changed, it feels cold, darker, and we already lit a fire in the living room.  Autumn is here, colours are turning. Rather than sadness, I feel happy about the summer we  had, grateful, a gift and a good reminder that we can all bask in Britain sometimes, drop the coats and woollies, walk barefoot, get kissed by the sun.

So rather than a grim farewell, here are some of my summer highlights…

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Small naps floating on buttercup fields…

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The first borage flowers…

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English Cottage gardens..

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June Wedding at the farm… Wildflowers!

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Summer Solstice

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Sofia’s Prom

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Car Boot Sale!

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The need for Watermelon…

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Quail Egg lunch

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rolling hay…

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visitors…

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more visitors…and peonies!!!

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Siestas…

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Western Zen Retreat…

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Summer in Wales…

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Day at the beach / Devon…

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Someone loves the lovage…

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Double Rainbows in Devon

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So many butterflies…

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Light fragrant lunches

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Foodies in London … Broadway Market , courgette flower tempura, and edible flowers, sister fun.

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An attempt to Glamping…

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Luncheons with eccentrics

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A reading of Feeding Orchids to the Slugs at the wonderful Arts Barge Tent at Galtres Festival

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Biggest Thunder Storm I have ever experienced in England.. didn’t stop Sofia having fun at Leeds festival!

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Harvest…

Not a very good one I’m afraid.

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Awesome late summer evenings, (YORK STATION)

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Birthday celebrations… SUMMER chocolate cake.

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Bale Stacking and clearing fields for Ploughing…

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