Farewell old friend

Be good, serve God only; know that if you do, beautiful heaven awaits.

May 2008

The garden a month on as the flowers begin to come into bloom.



Bluebells emerging at last (I didn't know this is what they were all this time - I have been mowing them for the past two years).







The lovely scented lilac:



Garlic, onion and chives:





Newly planted box hedge in the front garden:

Provision

No food in the house this evening—only bread, yogurt and onions—but we won't go to bed hungry.

These are stinging nettles:



No, they're not weeds. We planted them on purpose. There is method in our madness.

This is freshly harvested spinach:



And freshly harvested nettles (you have to wear gloves to collect these):



This is spinach frying up with onions:



This is nettle soup:



A bowl of nettle soup and a piece of bread:



A plate of spinach and a dollop of yogurt:



It fills a hole until we get the shopping in.

The bounties of our Lord.