Well, where to begin?
After last year’s health problems and earlier this year my eye-sight fears, I seem to be getting hold of life by the scruff of the neck.
As I mentioned previously, I am now going to every Live Screening I can find. Last week saw me at Don Quixote and yesterday at Spartacus. The first from the Royal Opera House and the second from the Bolshoi. Words of praise are becoming monotonous for these performances. I suppose it is because these companies and artists know that they are being seeing all around the world by thousands and thousands of people all at the same time, that they give the performance of their lives, with the producers and directors doing the same. So far everything I have seen has had me breathless and drooling with pleasure!
But it is not just High Culture that is grabbing my attention. At every small opportunity I am ‘out there’. At the moment Autumnal-based activities have been the basis for two weekend jaunts. With apples the main theme.
Our little cottage has a small Orchard: about an eighth of an acre. When we moved in it contained 9 fruit trees all planted around 1930. Over the last seven years we have lost 7 of them: apparently not through disease. They just fell over. We have good loam soil above clay, and the weather extremes have meant that the tree roots are either baked and dry or soaked and drowning. In the wettest years the roots have just pulled out of the soil as the tree falls over. So I feel it is time to do something about this situation, get some advice.
So two weeks ago I dragged my sister and brother-in-law up to Harlow Carr, the Royal Horticultural Society’s Garden in the North of England, just SW of Harrogate where they were having their annual Autumn Festival. We saw 240 apple varieties and were able to taste a few and get advice from the Northern Fruit Growers’ Association. We were also able to have a snack at Betty’s.
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You don’t know Betty’s? Gosh, that is worth a post in itself.
Then this last weekend I went South, to the Garden of England, to Kent to be specific, to Brogdale, near Faversham.
You don’t know about Brogdale? Golly-gosh? That is worth loads of posts!
I have met so many lovely and interesting people and had a fabulous time. It will take me days to write about it and work my way through the 378 photos I have taken. So this is just a note to say there will be several posts coming up fairly shortly, and I do hope you find them as interesting to read as they were for me to experience. Luckily we are having a really wet week so there is no garden work I could be getting on with, so the laptop will be hot and steamy all being well.
But, where to begin? Two lines leap out at me, I don’t know why: “It is a truth universally acknowledged . . . . .. ” and “In the first place C……. is in possession of the Amazons” my two favourite ‘go-to’ books for Autumn. What do they have to do with my present posts apart from the season? Don’t know unless it is something about ‘keeping on keeping on’ but they are hammering at the door of my brain so I had to write them down! Perhaps those of you who know the books will find some connections.