Our first harvest from the garden
It’s six months since I started blogging and I’m still here and loving it! It has helped me to define myself, what I love to do and what I’d like to do for my future. I would recommend it to anyone!
I haven’t really done with my blog what I set out to do, it has gown organically. I had planned to write a little more about my garden, maybe the weather has had something to do with the lack of posts but the garden is still there and doing its thing. The weeds are taking over the borders but the fruit and veg are just about holding their own.
This weekend was the first time we were able to harvest something from the garden. Maybe harvest is the wrong word - implying a bounty of home-grown goods - when in fact a small handful is what we picked, but to me it is a ‘harvest’ and I am so proud!
A friend came round on Friday evening bearing so many strawberries that I had to make them into a jam. This was the first time I’d made strawberry jam and it reminded me of when mum used to make it when we were kids.
Just that smell, the sweet smell of summer!