According to the BBC weather last night, there's a bank of mild but wet weather heading across the country so today's sunshine made it a day to be treasured. Like many people, I'm slightly thrown when the clocks are altered, both Spring and Autumn. I don't mind the darker evenings so much when we have days like today: bright, breezy, dry and mild. Perfect for a walk on the heath, perfect for watching the leaves fluttering down to the pathway (must take a large sack with me next time I go), perfect for getting the laundry done. And, for the time being, the lighter mornings are very motivational which makes them perfect for a wander round the veg patch before work.
This morning, I was up at 6.30 (still light enough to make me jump out of bed with a determination to get on with the day), had two loads of washing flapping on the lines by 8 a.m, back upstairs for a spot of brekkie whilst making lunches and then down to the veg patch for a wander in the warm sunshine.
This mild autumn weather we're having may have got the plants confused but it's given my sweetcorn cobs the final shove they needed to ripen. Frankly, after the disastrous start to growing them back in May, and having to start again in June, then a failed 'Three Sisters' experiment leading to replanting in July, I'd abandoned any thoughts of enjoying freshly picked cobs this year. The plants were left where they were because I like the look of them in the veg patch! This morning, though, I found that every plant has at least one plump-ish cob, the silks having turned brown and, peeling back the outer layers, golden kernels are to be found within. Yum.
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| This looks impressive but I have very small hands! |
At this rate, I may even risk sowing a row or two of spinach ... !
