A Rushed Post

I sat down to write about ninety minutes ago, read some blogs, tinkered with a sonnet, polished a couple of poems for submission, checked my emails, looked at the website of a magazine for submission details and then, as usual, wandered off on a voyage of discovery as one link lead to another.

Unfortunately, I forgot that I had a post to write so instead of the heavyweight intellectual article I was planning, you will have to make do with some lightweight drivel Again. Sorry, I would like to deliver hard-hitting articles full of facts, but the truth is that although I have aspirations of greatness, I have the brains of Winnie the Pooh.

This weekend we have been eating Cape Gooseberries and tomatoes from the garden. I love the taste of Cape Gooseberries, though the tiny seeds are a bit of a pain. If we had growong space under cover I would always have  a few plants as they are prolific, delicious and last about three years before they need replacing (the fruits seem to get smaller each year).

I have managed a few pictures of bees and our new teasel plant. I wasn’t expecting any teasels this year as they are biennial and the seeding was a one-off accident, so this is a bonus. IF these are left to seed undisturbed we should find ourselves with teasel every year. They seem to like out front garden as they are self-seeding prolifically in the gaps between paving slabs.

Buff-tailed Bumblebee on Red Valerian

I may look for some honesty next, as they have a similar habit and it would be nice to get some established.

 

Time to post now.

12 thoughts on “A Rushed Post

    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      Thank you. Gooseberries are nice, though Cape Gooseberries are, as Laurie points out, known as ground cherries in the US, or Inca berries or Physalis – a confusingly named plant.

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    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      We thought they probably arrived via some that Julia cut in the Mencap gardens and brought home to use in a craft project. The seedlings were all around the place where she put the cut heads as she unlocked the door. The latest one is a bit of a mystery. We also have a borage this year – it has either blown in or been dropped by birds.

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