The internal life of a crocus
The internal life of a crocus
I once wrote a book, actually not exactly. I had been writing blogs for some time. I was then about 15 years younger and I was at home convalescing from some sort of problem. I was bored as I usually am when I do nothing. To occupy myself I decided to write a book, have something in print. I did it in self-publishing as I was sure that no company in their right mind would publish it. A masterpiece it was not, just a collection of some short stories I had written. It was even available in Amazon for a while, but I just had a check and it is no longer there.
I had it published by a German book editing company and over the years I believe I had even sold 2 copies. I was not in it for fame or fortune, but just to have something in print. I still have a couple of copies at home.
This was a so-called one off for me. Having a book published, I discovered, is not so easy. I read each story many times to make sure there were no mistakes, but I am sure there were some that slipped through.
I did not get a Nobel of Pulitzer prize. Our local book shop in town took a couple of copies and I even had them sold, but by a couple of friends I knew.
These reeds settled in my garden two years ago, probably stray seeds from a neighbour. I decided to keep them and now they are the first signs of goodbye Summer, hello Autumn developing throughout the year. My actual enthusiasm is restricted to rising from the bed every morning with no added complications. I take it one at a time. I accept what happens and try to make the best out of it.
Summer is now saying a slow goodbye.
My last roses arrived as a pleasant suprise a couple of weeks ago and already they have wilted and are ready to leave the bush.
But there is always something to compensate and this morning I discovered these buds on another rose bush, on the last day of August, so it seems I will have a little added enthusiasm to see them open.
This is the positive side of enthusiasm. However, our local stores are also enthusiastic and although it is not really full Autumn yet, they are already preparing to increase the turnover.
Seeing something like this in the supermarket yesterday made me think. Do we really already have to celebrate halloween end August, beginning September. Can we not wait until the time is ready when Autumn winds arrive and the leaves begin to fall. Switzerland is not even a country where halloween is a big celebration, although some time in October the kids have a procession with their carved pumpkins containing candles to light their way.
It goes further in the food department and you can already buy chestnuts prepared in a caramel sauce: an Autumn food delight.
And let us not forget the cranberries to garnish it all with a touch of fruit.
I am convinced that at the end of September we will already have the Christmas tent outside the supermarket filled with decorations and plastic Christmas trees. Being enthusiastic is one thing, but you can overdo it.
Not this morning, as again we have a cloudless morning. During the day the clouds gather a little, so this is from the afternoon. We are really getting perfect weather at the moment. It is quite warm, but not unpleasant and as long as I can have a few windows open for air circulation I am happy. No air conditioner here, just a fresh breeze now and again.
On my morning observations in the garden I noticed that my calla is still flowering. I have two pots, and one has refused to show a flower this year, but the other is. The funny thing with this plant is that when I bought it, it was with orange flowers. As the years passed the orange faded into yellow and so it stayed for about 8-9 years. However, this year it has remembered its original colour, and now I am getting orange flowers again. Nature plays her tricks now and again.
This kalanchoe is also doing well. I bought it in late Spring, when it had flower buds. They began to open straight away and is still flowering. I never really have to give it any water and it is still going strong.
Otherwise nothing special happening at the moment. They have music days in our local town yesterday and today, meaning that various bands are playing in various places. Yesterday evening it began and we could hear the music quite well in our village. It seems to carry in the summer evenings. However, when I retired to bed it had stopped. Today it goes further and this afternoon I plan a trip into town to see what I find. During the holiday months our town is dead matter, but afterwards it awakes again and there are all sorts of events. Next week we have the milk days, when one of the squares is populated by cows and afterwards it will be Autumn fair time again
I have a wonderful show of black-eyed susans in my garden at the moment, this is just one of the four plants I have.
And imagine the surprise when I saw this rose bush was blooming again for the second time since June. In June it had quite a few flowers, but we had such dry hot heat that many many flowers only managed to open the buds for a few days and they they were just burnt by the sun and dried up. As if to compensate this rose is developing a second show. I really like the deep red colours of roses, so will be keeping this one under observation.
And now to move on. Although it is Saturday, I still like to have my little daily organisation. I even enjoy my little bit of housework and cooking. I hope you all have a good week-end and those that must work, it will soon be Monday again.
I leave you with my orchids. I bought a new one, the one that looks like it has an attack of violet measles. Generally the orchids are sold with two flower stalks, but currently they have on special offer with three flower stalks, so I should be getting a lot of flowers from that one. Also a very worthwhile plant. They are reasonable in price and show their flowers for at least 2-3 months. If you are lucky they will flower again later, although mine never do.
Even a back view is looking good.
The daily trip to the supermarket, just took too long.
“Can I help you?”
“I will take some pork chops.”
“Just a minute I was here before you.”
“But I have no time, I have to catch a train.”
“Then you will have to miss your train, it is my turn now.”
“Ladies calm down, you will both get served eventually.”
“But not before she does. So give me my pork chops.”
“It is not her turn, put those pork chops back. I want three steaks please.”
“I was here first and stop pushing me with your trolley.”
“If you were not being so insolent and jumping the queue I would not have to push you on one side with my trolley. So give me those steaks and do not cut them too thick.”
“Of course she doesn’t want them thick, would probably be too expensive for her. You can cut my pork chop in a nice big size. Ouch, that hurt, stop pushing.”
“Then stop getting in the way. Cut my steaks so that I can go. No, just a moment, give me that steak knife.”
“That is property of the store.”
“And now it is my property. I have a better purpose for that knife.*
“And I have my walking stick.”
“Hello is that the police. Please come quickly I have problem in the supermarket. A lady is attacking another lady with a steak knife and the other lady has just knocked her on the head with her walking stick. And please call the ambulance as well. There seems to be some blood involved somewhere, although I am not sure if it is caused by the steak she just bought or an injury inflicted by the knife.”
Let this be a lesson, never jump the queue at the butchers counter.
I am confronted with emergencies daily, one of the reasons why I am still wide awake and ready to go. For example today’s lunch. Being a golden oldie housewife, I have nothing better to do that to time everything carefully. No. 1 son comes home for lunch around 12.30 and I like it to be ready and finished with the cooking.
I decided to cook one of these vegetables today. They have had them in the local store all week, and the time is coming for pumpkin and marrow eating. I do not know what you call these, but marrow is marrow so what difference does it make and it was too small to change into a Cinderella coach, so it was definitely not a pumpkin.
I got a delivery of cat food in the meanwhile by post which took about 20 minutes to unpack and sort out, but I still had time to cook my marrow, I thought. The first job was to cut it in half and removed the inside pits and whatever. I tried to cut it with a serrated bread knife, then I moved on to a butchers knife and eventually used a smaller serrated knife which eventually worked. The outside skin was so hard I was debating whether I might need an automatic jigsaw to cut through it.
That was the first part of the operation, which took at least 15 minutes. The next part was to cut away the orange outside of the vegetable. This also proved to be a tough job. With one eye on the clock and the other on the knife in my hand I eventually managed to remove the outside skin. I then had to chop the whole creation into eatable pieces, debating whether it might have been easier to use an axe. At 11.50 I had completed the job and hoped that it would be cooked by lunch time. This had really developed into an emergency cook-in.
I heated up some butter and put the pieces into the pan, stirred it around, added some spice and put the lid on it all. Five minutes later I did a test and discovered it was completely soft and almost ready to eat. What a surprise that was. I then had to be careful not to overcook it.
And so at lunch time the meal was ready, with some frites and hamburger. I found this emergency gourd OK, Mr. Swiss found it should have more bite and son No. 1 eats everything, if it is not green.
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