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An avid tea-drinker who likes nutmeg in her coffee and warm lavender-scented quilts. She knits, crochets and partakes in random acts of craftiness (and kindness). She can often be found outside, in the garden with a cup of tea. She enjoys moving furniture around, growing her own vegetables and baking bread. She writes haiku about nettles, would like to swim with seals and become completely self-sufficient. She writes as if her life depends on it, listens to beautiful music, and loves her darling husband Mr. VP.

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Friday 28 October 2005

A Month of Many Rainbows

October has always been very significant for me. It is a month when the year is starting to noticably come to an end. The life that was once so vivid all around us is now starting to wane, and prepare for the long, hard winter ahead. I love Autumn, the colours of the falling leaves, the cool evenings and the horse-chestnuts on the ground amongst the fallen leaves. It is the last little push before the end of the year, before everything goes into hibernation. Luckily for us, this October has been incredibly mild, albeit damp. I have loved getting out and doing, taking photographs of every colour, hues fantastic.

I took the mutt out for a walk the other day, it had been raining on and off all day. There had been rainbows from every direction at various points through the day. Just as we set foot outside the door, the rain started again. It poured the more we walked. But undeterred by this (and, at this point, rather enjoying myself) we carried on and went for a long walk around the fields behind our house. Although it was raining, the sun was still brightly shining, creating the most otherworldly atmosphere. I looked above me, only to see the most beautiful, clear and enormous rainbow. I stood in awe at the sight, as the dog continued to run around my feet. After a few minutes, two paler rainbows one outside and one inside the main rainbow appeared, it was magical. Although by then I was soaked, the dog was soaked, and my feet were sinking, I was rooted to the spot for what felt like forever. It was as if time itself stopped. I followed the arc of the rainbow, with my eyes, to its end, which was amazingly hovering over the top of our house. I knew then, that I was home.

Funnily enough, the last time I saw as many rainbows, was in October 2002 – I managed a whopping 20 (there were more but I couldn’t keep track of so many) on one single car-journey lasting only 30 minutes. I had never seen so many in my life, and I knew then, that what I had witnessed was incredibly special. It signalled the start of something new, which coincidentally, happened around the same time.

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[A rainbow from a window]


Monday 24 October 2005

From Garden to Mouth

Last month’s post was all about getting out into our gardens and making the most of the nice weather, harvesting the wonderous fruits that we have laboured over all summer. This month in our garden there have been the tomatoes, sweetcorn and peas (the purple sprouting broccoli is still there, just not quite flowering yet). The blackberries from the prickly stems invading our privet hedge, and the hawthorn berries making a terrific backdrop to Autumn in all her golden glory. But this really does beg the question, what on earth does one do with a mountainous glut of mostly-ripe tomatoes? The answer… when life hands you tomatoes, make chutney (or soup, or bolognaise, the list is endless)! Which is what I have set about doing twice this year. This was my first ever chutney-making session, and it went very well. Chutney is incredibly easy to make, there are lots of recipes to suit many tastes. The only labourious task is chopping up the fruit and vegetables and keeping an eye on it over the 3-odd hours it takes to simmer! It looks like I might get the chance to make some more chutney, too, as there are still many green tomatoes on the vine outside. They are best brought in now, as any frost could damage them. To ripen, either leave next to a banana, or in a brown paper bag in a room-temperature setting and keep checking on them.

Preserving vegetables in some sort of liquid (usually vinegar) is a great way to deal with a glut of almost any home-grown veg. But there are also many other ways of keeping fruit and veg well into winter and sometimes longer without resorting to vinegar. Depending on the fruit/veg at hand, there are many ways to do this. People who knew well about food preservation were the Shakers, who grew wonderous fruit and vegetables, but also lived in the days before fridges and freezers. Root vegetables are particularly easy to keep over winter if there is a glut. Carrots, for instance, can be stored in between layers of sand, potatoes can be wrapped in layers of newspaper and stored in a dark, cool, dry place (such as a dry garage or cellar) until required. The same can be said for apples and pears, although if you have many apples, especially cookers, I recommend making as many apple pies, studels, jams and chutneys as is humanly possible just for the sheer enjoyment of such a beautiful fruit. Onions are easy to keep, once pulled from the ground, they should be left somewhere (preferrably in the sun) to dry, where they can then be gathered and their stalks tied together to form those gorgeous onion ’strings’ commonly seen in quaint old French marketplaces. So you needn’t feel that you and your family must eat nothing but potatoes and runner beans forever more. Stored well, these vegetables will keep you fed through the worst of the winter – and help you to cut down on your grocery bills, too!

Don’t forget that jams, chutneys, and preserved fruit and veg make wonderful xmas pressies too! It makes a gift all the more yummy if a friend has grown and made the ingredients herself. Apricots or cherries in brandy, stored in a Kilner-type jar, with some xmassy fabric on top, tied with a bow – how splendid. I know a good few of my friends and relatives will be getting some of our divine chutney for xmas (but with enough kept back for us, of course)!

In the garden this month:

  • Help your soil: Dig it over well, pulling up any weeds, especially grass, as these will take hold over the winter months. Give it a good organic feed, and let it rest. The digging will expose any wickies and let the frosts kill them completely organically.
  • Mow the lawn for the last time, depending on the weather that we have. Set the cutting height on your machine to give it a low-ish cut, but don’t go too low! If, from then on, the weather remains cold, leave it at that. If we have a warm spell, it may need cutting again. Don’t forget to fertilise it, but don’t use pesticides, as the acid in them kills our beloved garden helper – the worm. A little chalk lime can do wonders.
  • Now is a great time to attend to your compost heap for the last time this year. If it is looking dry, you’ll need to water it, and perhaps add some Garotta (not too much) which is an organic way to speed up the rotting process – cover with a piece of old carpet and leave. Don’t cover it too well, as hedgehogs, field mice and Limax Maximus’ (a good slug) all rely on the warmth of the compost heap to survive the cold winter months.

Friday 21 October 2005

Autumn Glory

You can tell it’s Autumn, not only is it in the air every night, carried on the scent of wood smoke, but it is in the trees, the grasses, the sky and the ether. There are also pomegranates, which are just one of the most heavenly fruits, teamed with Egremont Russet apples, with their brown paper-like skin and scintillating aroma that makes them my favourite apple. Not to mention the leaves all over the place, and the rain that is currently pattering on the windowpane. There is not a better time in the world to be sat in my newly-created ‘Creative Haven’, watching the rain fall with either a sewing needle or knitting needle in my hand.

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[Pomegranates]

This whole season reminds me so much of a poem by William Blake called ‘The Tiger’, which seems to go well with this time of year. Not for any religious reasons, but just because it is a beautiful poem.

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water’d heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?


Thursday 20 October 2005

Xmas Cards!

It has come to that time of year again, time to compile the list of the people who will be getting one this year. I have a little address-book which I keep all the names and addresses in, that gets added to sporadically. But seeing as I now have a good few ‘Interweb’ friends who are included in the list, I am going to open it up a bit. So, if you’d like an Xmas card from lil ol’ me, let me know!

I can be reached at vintagepretty -at- gmail -dot- com (just remove -’s and spaces)


Wednesday 19 October 2005

Glorious Wednesdays

On the car-journey home from my little outing into our local town, I had a little epiphany of sorts. I felt incredibly happy, I knew I was going home, to my home, to the house I love to pieces and to a happy little girl (our dog). I had spent an enjoyable hour in town, chatting (or being chatted to) a lady in Help the Aged, and browsed the small market being held in the town square. Despite the gloomy damp weather and grey skies, I wore my favourite perfume, wrapped myself up in a wonderful scarf (given to me by a dear friend in America) and made use of a handbag that I made yesterday (albeit a little on the basic side!). I smiled at just about everyone, especially those who looked like they could do with someone smiling at them. It never fails to make someone feel better. I inadvertantly did some xmas shopping, too and managed to find Amber’s present completely by chance! On the way home, just as I was feeling completely happy, on the horizon I could see the sun breaking through the damp grey clouds.

Now the sun is intermittently showing itself through the clouds, I am going to wrap up, and snuggle on the sofa to watch a program about allotments whilst my counterpart Amber, does the same in her neck of the woods! After that, who knows? I have been writing alot of late, most of which doesn’t get posted, but it feels very cathartic indeed. Writing for the soul, what is better than that?


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