One of the nice things about living here, is all the people round us growing things, esp. the orchards. A common situation is a house built in an orchard, which is always rather appealing. There is one place outside the village whch the woman runs as a buisness, she seels various plants for gardens, as well as apples and pears from the orchard, and some veg and top fruit she grows there as well, eggs from the chickens etc.. She has couple of fenced off areas as fruit/veg beds, and a nice big polytunnel. It’s Helen’s perfect place really, and it always looks nice, well maintained, nicely mowed bewtween the trees etc.
Yesterday popped in there for a few bits, got some nice plums – always much nicer as they can be picked much riper I think as they don’t have to travel. – BB eaten most of them this morning, Raspberries, which the kids devoured, also got some of the first English apples of the season – some Discovery and Beauty of Bath, which were lovely and crisp and fresh (the BoB were pretty sharp actually, I quite like that though). I only really buy imported apples in the English off season for the kids, I try not to otherwise. This makes those first apples taste so much nicer.
I do think we miss something when we can just go and buy anything at anytime, imported from somewhere or other in the world.
Down side of those first apples, is that it reminds me that Autumn is lurking a little way over the horizon
