Our precious pumpkin. This is not going to be carved up for Halloween. It will be sitting roasted on our Christmas dinner plates, hopefully
Wednesday, 21 October 2020
Our real (NZ) pumpkin is turning yellow. Here it is still in the garden, balancing on a narrow wall. A few days later in high winds it fell into the garden but thank goodness didn't break or suffer any cracks. It's now on an outside table slowing changing colour.
This is the year of the squill. These odd stalky flowers come up every autumn but never in such numbers. Underneath is a huge bulb which we hang on our front door for good luck at Xmas
Two weeks ago we were given 5 litres of this years olive oil.
Olive picking has just begun. The trees only produce olives every second year and around here it is, generally, a non-producing year so we were lucky to be given this.
Many of the trees have a bug which bores into the olive and reduces the quality of the oil. Normally the first oil press is a dark green. Raw virgin oil! This first press is not so green but it is thick and full of taste.
All the way down our mountain road the wild crocuses are appearing.