Big week last week. Three days in Condobolin. Weather weirdly cool - which was nice - I was dreading working out on the landfill in 45 plus heat! Came back exhausted. Those 5 hour road trips after 4 hour meetings really take it out of me. But it was a good trip and I am so lucky to work with such wonderful folks.
On the way home the biggest hippy and I stopped to pick roadside peaches near Grenfell. These I bottled yesterday. Today I bottled blackberries! And made some blackberry and peach jam out of the leftovers.
Anyhoo, the garden was still there when I got back. Above is my little harvest from this morning. And below, how lovely are all these heirloom tomatoes. I love the black krims - mostly because they are Ukrainian - same as Mr Duck Herder.
I think I need a new label to capture the whole free wild food thing in homage to the blackberries and wild peaches.
3 comments:
Mr. Duckherder is from Ukraina? Where? Main Ukraina or Krym? Does he speak Ukrainian? Russian? Tartar? Does he still have family there? Could you go on a visit to Krym? I love Krym ~ I lived in Gaspra when I was there.
Hi Killi! Like many folks, Mr Duckherder's Grandparents (and Mother and Auntie) were refugees who came out to Australia after the war. I think his mum was three when they migrated. They come from a little place called Liviv which is about 150km from Kiev but not near Krym. His grandmother was born in Krackow which is technically in Polland now. They all spoke Ukrainian at home.
It sounds like an amazing place. When did you live at Gaspra?
I've heard of Lviv, but not been there ~ I flew in to Kiev & got a train from there to Sevastopol. I ran away to Krym to try to find a place to live in Summer 2002. I was warned that, because I wasn't Ukrainian, the government might let me buy the house I wanted, then take it away from me, so I gave up :(. The climate was so good there & the people incredible. Stas & Rita decided that I was their daughter & I was treated as such. They were so patient with me as I had no Ukrainian & only a little Russian, so we used German when my Russian & drawings gave out! (Rita taught German.) Sadly, Stanislav died a few months after I returned to England.
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