Winter squash
I've just been bending Dr. Claire's ear about kabocha (winter) squash. While I was in L.A I ate the most divine dish of kabocha squash and chicken broth.
I've just been bending Dr. Claire's ear about kabocha (winter) squash. While I was in L.A I ate the most divine dish of kabocha squash and chicken broth.
If you can see this photograph then it should mean I've finally got to a point where I can upload pictures.
I had a rare chance to see Berryfields from an entirely new perspective. I got to go to the top of the house and peer down from the eyrie at the long borders. From this new perspective I could see what is wrong with the long borders-they run out of yellow too quickly and I think this could all be solved very easily by moving Helianthus 'Lemon Queen' to the pale end particularly as it's swamping the hot end.
So autumn has moved in, heh? It was a shock this morning after the glorious beating down sun of west coast America. I had a wonderful holiday, not just for the blazing sun, but for the wonderful people, gardens and food. In L.A I swam in Hollywood pools, went walking in the hills amongst lilacs and Mexican sage bushes, whizzed around town on the back of a motorbike, drank bourbon in a darked Chinatown bar and wandered around many lovely community gardens. Portland meant more gardens and more coffee houses, a new tattoo, some crazy art and a home made salsa to beat all other salsas.
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