It’s warmer outside than it is the house this morning, one of the first days so far this year that I can say that. So, that sees me taking my legume sproutlings (broad beans, french beans and peas) outside to germinate in their plastic covered tray. I don’t know whether it will work, but you have to reach for the light where you find it.
Inside the house it feels pretty grey, and not just because it’s waiting for the sun to hit the windows or the late heating oil delivery. It’s the radio – with the news of the US, UK, and Fr attack against Syria. I’m struck by the contradiction of this experience. The warm sun outside, the chatter of the sparrows from the hedges, the tentative life of the beans – the peace of it. Not so for the people of Damascus and Homs, this morning.
In between tinkering with the new City characters, this patch of good weather has seen me out in the garden once again [At last!!]. Which is a glorious obsession in itself; the ordering, the clearing, the mulching, the pruning, and the planning for this season to come.
I mentioned earlier my daily need to moderate despair, well in that vein here is something I want to share that puts a smile on my face. Every year we try pumpkins, butternut squashes, Ichi Kuri (Hokkaido) squashes (yeah, that Hokkaido that just had the scare of its life). Every year, given that we live in the Western Monsoon they do terribly… apart from one. The Rouge d-Etempes, or “Red Princess” Pumpkin, which is the source, so the story goes, of the whole Cinderella pumpkin thing.
I love the sheer exuberence of it. I love the vitality that the vine has (leaves measuring easily 30cm/1″, vines stretching 2-4 metres, completely eclipsing the rest of our little eco-garden), I love the color. The singular Rouge weighs, we think just under 10kg – that’s a weighty old gourd! This is also an opportunity to share with you a scratch of another passion – photography + form, complexity and texture. The pictures below are close-ups of the leaf structure.