The garden just keeps on giving…

The first direct sowings are finally done. Peas, parsnips, radish, lettuce, carrots and beetroots. It feels very late, but – putting my bare hands down into the damp soil – it doesn’t yet feel properly warm. So perhaps I’m still too early!

A good day, where I feel like I accomplished stuff. And the promise of several equally as good, weather wise, if the forecast is to be believed. I’m planning on cracking on with the sowing and planting. And, of course, continuing to attack the grass.

But, for now, here are today’s photos:

Horse Chestnut buds starting their sticky unfurling against a blue sky.

And, to carry on with the ‘blue’ theme, it doesn’t get much bluer than this. I’m awaiting help for the ID. I’ll edit this once I have it.

And here’s a slightly random plate of ‘fromage du tête’ (literally, ‘head cheese’) or brawn. Made from half of a pig’s head, slow cooked overnight and then set in its own jelly after having parsley, salt and pepper added…

Return to Ploumanac’h:

This old fishing boat with its hand-painted numbers looked almost out of place and time amongst the sleek and expensive yachts.

Lunchtime on the rocks…I put my sandwich down for a minute and heard a bit of a clatter and a kerfuffle behind me. Luckily I retrieved it before these two got too close.

Sea spinach growing amongst the pebbles on the upper shore. Just starting to run to seed, but still tender enough to be worth eating. It got put with some scrambled egg and was delicious.

No idea how many years these chains have been submerged and then uncovered by successive tides to give them this strange resemblance to luridly coloured lightweight polystyrene rather than heavy metal…

Photos this time.

The daffodils were finished by the time I got back, but primulas and hyacinths were still going strong.
Lichens and mosses at the Gorge du Coronq.
One of many beautiful Camellias in the garden at the moment.
Lovely manure which was waiting for me…