We picked all the pears from the tree a couple of weeks ago and it's a good job because we seem to have had nothing but rain and high winds ever since. The fruit is all ripening at the same time and there are only so many that you can eat on a daily basis! Neighbours came to supper and I made a chocolate and pear tart crammed with as much fruit as possible.
And while I was about it I made an apple tart with the non-keeping dessert apples, sprinkled with pomegranate seeds.
I picked a few wind-blown flowers from the garden.
And my neighbours came with flowers. Salvias from Sally - I shall take cuttings.
Delicious orchids from Jane.
Then a bouquet arrived from the bank (as an apology for atrocious service!)
Who cares about the weather when the house is full of flowers!
I live with Himself (husband) in the coastal town of Bournemouth in the South-West of England.
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I have three blogs;
Share my garden,
My life in one hundred objects and
The 'Himself' blog consists of short stories and artwork, copyright of Peter Murphy.