Monday 17 February 2020

Denis

It's been another stormy weekend - Storm Dennis this time - less windy for us, but so much rain!
Dwarf Iris in a weedy pot, just about surviving the deluge
The weather during the week, between the two storms was pretty horrid too. I nipped up the allotment straight from work on Wednesday, as I promised some people at work that they could have some carrots and I needed to make some more soup to cover lunchtimes.
Carrots posing with my little satellite model at work
Some of the carrots have a lot of stringy roots and there is some carrot fly (or slug) damage. I also gave a bag of my mixed dried beans to one of my friends - I felt I had to share the delights!
The soup I made in the week was carrot and coriander, I think I used more coriander than I needed to (the resulting soup was a bit greener than expected) but it was still very tasty with some cheesy bread.
Other areas of the country have had much more rain than us, but the River Dun is certainly flowing higher, faster and browner than usual - it's a trout stream and is usually lovely and clear.
Those downpipes aren't meant to be in the water!
We got a drenching walking to the plot yesterday to feed the poor birds and pick more carrots (I know, but there's nothing else!) and a few sprigs of sage.
It was rather chilly and I was glad when we got back home into the warm to make my soup. I added the sage to the pot with the onions - mmm, the smell while they were cooking was lovely! While they were softening up I chopped the carrots and chestnuts.
I remembered to remove the sage sprigs and added salt and pepper.
Then after the stock was added, boiled and then all simmered for about 50mins I blitzed the mixture and luckily <ahem> there was some for me to taste - delicious! The chestnuts add such a pleasant flavour and make it a nice creamy soup.
Poetic licence has allowed me to use Blondie's song Denis (the 'Dennis' song I found didn't appeal!) and the blogpost is brought to you by the colour... brown!

Tuesday 11 February 2020

Wild is the Wind

Storm Ciara hit the whole country at the weekend. We're not really used to such dramatic weather in Hungerford, we're in a valley and often miss the news-worthy weather. Of course, we couldn't resist a walk out in it so we took the HAHA anemometer up to the allotment.
The rain started while we were on our way, luckily it wasn't too cold and 25.8mph was the strongest gust while we were there. (Official wind measurements are made at 10m which is why they forecast significantly higher speeds.)
There was plenty of wind damage - netting and plastic blown around and structures in various states of collapse. As you can see, our polytunnel cover was removed - well, it was on our list of things to do!
And we seem to have gained another polytunnel... I think it's from Jackie and Elaine's plot at the other end of the site!
It was good to get back home to the warm (we were lucky, our power didn't go down) and we only saw one tree down although many more were reported in the area and so much debris on the roads as I drove to work on Monday morning.
Last week, as promised, I soaked some more dried beans overnight and Jamie cooked them for an hour the next day before I turned them into my long-awaited sausage casserole - it was delicious, quite spicy. I was going to have it for 2 dinners but it was too good to not eat all of it in one sitting.

And then for a couple of days I finished off the remaining beans with salad purchased from the restaurant at work. So tasty for lunch. I've discovered that the Borlotti seeds that I ordered are a dwarf variety, so I will buy some climbers as well, to make sure I get plenty of beans to store along with the Gigantes and some fancy Edamame that I've bought.


This blogpost is brought to you by the the colour (I know, I know, it's a shade) Black, because Ciara is apparently derived from Ciar meaning black (or dark) in Irish and each time we the storm brings us rain or hail the sky is going very dark.
And the song title is provided by David Bowie, and the wind is still rather wild today!


Monday 3 February 2020

It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

This time last year my blog was full of lovely snow photos - no snow this year, mostly grey weather, although Saturday was nice enough to go for a long walk with my sister in the fields above her farm - we did nearly get blown away, but it was worth it for the beautiful views over West Berkshire.
So this February blogpost is very similar to my first-week-in-February posts each year. It's potato-buying time! There's the classic potatoes chitting in an egg box photo...
There's Jamie selecting some goodies from the vast selection at Charlton Park Garden Centre in Wantage.
And here are the varieties we selected. Estima, Foremost, Nicola and Kestrel. We don't buy many tubers nowadays as the plot normally turns into such a slug-fest. We'll be growing most of these in bags.
The Kestrels we actually bought in Wilko as we didn't think Charlton Park would sell them individually, but they did. We also bought these two varieties that we haven't tried before.
Look how expensive the Belle de Fontenay are for a bagful! We only bought two tiny seed potatoes so I hope it's prolific :-) And how could I resist the Purple Rain?
Apart from buying potatoes, we've also been looking through the catalogues over the last few weeks and have bought some seeds and ordered some plants. I've made sure I've got some Gigantes, Borlotto and Edamame seeds again as I've enjoyed having home-grown dried beans at home. I've bought some of these through Real Seeds again - an online company.
I've used the last of the stored mini pumpkins (just one spaghetti squash left now).
Cooking the pumpkin and onion with some curry powder, cumin, turmeric and garlic powder and then adding that little can of coconut cream before blitzing has made the most delicious smooth, spicy soup!
This weekend has been marred by the Brexit 'celebrations' so that's why a quite positive blogpost has been brought to you by the colour blue and the song is by Bob Dylan.