Everything's lush and green here on the old homestead at the moment. Sometimes too lush for my liking. I start to feel swamped at this of year when everything is going over into full blown greenness.
The weeds win the battle when you have so much land, you have to learn to almost turn a blind eye to some of them or you'd be super stressed with that awful feeling of not being able to cope.
I admit I get on the verge of that sometimes even now, but nowhere near as bad as I used to be. I know now that if chunks of land don't get weeded and even if the weeds look like triffids about to take over the place entirely, come that first frost of Winter they will be well and truly zapped and my worry and stress will have all been in vain.
So this year I am relaxed about it, more relaxed than ever.
My herbs are flowering, but I don't mind I enjoy eating the flowers too, sprinkled over salads and sandwiches, nibbled while out and about.
The herb sink is looking good .... and tasting even better. We add them to so many dishes, nothing is roasted without a few springs of herbs, they add their deliciousness to all our foods. Even a simple tray of homemade potato wedges reaches new heights of flavour when roasted with a sprig of Rosemary or a scattering of Thyme.
Gorgeous flowing Thyme.
The cucumber at the top? ...... my pride and joy, the biggest straightest of the season and totally yummy it was too, I have a little piece left of it to add to my lunch today.
I'm off now to feed the windfall apples to the hens and geese, they are loving them and are getting at least half a dozen a day, chopped into pieces so they can share slightly more fairly. We have a tree that is drooping under the weight of it's bountiful crop so every windfall that drops off is a lightening of a very heavy load for this lovely old tree.