Showing posts with label angelica. Show all posts
Showing posts with label angelica. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 15, 2020
Thursday, June 27, 2019
Tuesday, April 30, 2019
Friday, May 12, 2017
Angel's wings
The angelica heads are reaching maturity and attracting a diverse range of winged insects. Harlequin ladybirds are common, if not dominant now.
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
Architectural Flavour
Monday, May 12, 2014
Six of the best
Saturday, June 09, 2012
Sunday, June 03, 2012
Monday, April 25, 2011
Angelica archangelica

Used for all kinds of culinary, medicinal and recreational purposes, the angelica plants have flowered several weeks earlier than usual this year.
Wikipedia: Angelica
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Saturday, May 08, 2010
Weevil Watch

Looks like weevils have been having a chomp on the broad bean leaves. It's not as serious a problem as the blackfly will be.

Cleared a patch of forget-me-nots and planted out some more peas.

Angelica's shot up and flowered early.

Still harvesting lots of broccoli, spinach and lettuce.
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Angelica
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Rosehips
A cycle along the muddy towpath up the river Avon towards Keynsham
. Past the boathouse and shortly after, three rowing eights. On through puddles with no edges, spattered and speckled, to Hanham weir. Glad I got my sloes a couple of weeks ago, as the bushes in the field opposite the chocolate factory were almost bare. A whiff of coal smoke at the boatyard, anglers by the river bends, canoes upstream.
"What do you do with those?" enquires a woman by the wooden bridge over the inlet, where I pick rosehips. Emboldened by Hugh Fearnley-Wotsit's recipes in a weekend magazine, I spout off.
Caked and hot, nine miles from home, I've chanced my luck against a puncture from a blackthorn, hawthorn, thistle or flint.
I make my way up to the cyclepath, where it crosses the Avon and return home.
Make a few small bottles of rosehip syrup from 500 gms rosehips, 500 gms caster sugar and a litre of water. It really does taste like mango, as HF-W wrote.
. Past the boathouse and shortly after, three rowing eights. On through puddles with no edges, spattered and speckled, to Hanham weir. Glad I got my sloes a couple of weeks ago, as the bushes in the field opposite the chocolate factory were almost bare. A whiff of coal smoke at the boatyard, anglers by the river bends, canoes upstream."What do you do with those?" enquires a woman by the wooden bridge over the inlet, where I pick rosehips. Emboldened by Hugh Fearnley-Wotsit's recipes in a weekend magazine, I spout off.
Caked and hot, nine miles from home, I've chanced my luck against a puncture from a blackthorn, hawthorn, thistle or flint.
I make my way up to the cyclepath, where it crosses the Avon and return home.
Make a few small bottles of rosehip syrup from 500 gms rosehips, 500 gms caster sugar and a litre of water. It really does taste like mango, as HF-W wrote.
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angelica,
river avon,
rosehips
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