The Genial Hearth
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Archive for November, 2005
This is the same as on my LJ, just in case I miss anyone…
Late notice I know.
This Saturday, at 10am I am having a Learning Ladders party (think Tupperware but for kids books and a few toys, some of you may have been at third monkey’s one).
Theoretically, purchases should be available in time for Christams (2 week turnaround), which is why it’s happening at such short notice. So, if anyone has small children to buy Christmas presents for, it may be ideal:-) It’s kind of like going to a bookshop, but it’s basically kids stuff, and it’s in someone’s loungeroom—and there will be some snacks:-)
They have a reasonable range of Dorling Kinersly(sp) books, and some other cool looking stuff (lots of reference type, and a few early readers). If any one is interested in coming, it’d be great if you could let me know so I don’t hideously over or under cater:-) Kids are welcome, and you’re also most welcome to bring a friend. I figure it should be over by about 12.
I’m kind of hoping to make the plum pudding this weekend, so it can hang and develop its flavours over the next month. Except that has got me wondering where I can hang it. It’s meant to be somewhere cool… but those sort of locations are somewhat lacking around here in December.
Does anyone make a pudding? In advance? Significantly? Where do you keep it? I’m particularly interested if you’re somewhere where it’s warm at this time of year.
I was thinking that next year I might try and make it in about July… That way the big, six hour steaming can actually warm the house:-) But that does mean I will need to have found somewhere suitable to store it. So I really am after suggestions…
Here is the first corn flower.
And the first continental tomato.
Several of the corn now have tassels (I think that’s the right flower? the male one?). They’re not in the least blue though:-) We also now have some continental tomatoes fruiting.
I finally started to stake them yesterday—I know it’s something you’re meant to do gradually as they grow, but I haven’t felt up to doing it during Puggle’s nap in the middle of the day, and it’s a bit too fiddly to do with him around. But I got to it yesterday evening so I can now see the gazillions of romas! And at least two of the continentals (plain round).
I’m thinking next year I’d like to try growing some heirloom varieties from seed—I’ve seen a collection that has five different coloured ones:-) And some purple carrots:-) That would be cool…
Here are some of the first roma tomatoes.
… well, pests at any rate.
We’ve had the lurgy here. Last week, but Pad and I have both taken a while to recover our energy. Puggle however, is full of it. He’s taken to dragging us around this week.
The pests are in the garden sadly:-( I planted about 20 beans, and about 15 came up. There are now 5 left as the others have been eaten by something.
The butternut are getting their third leaves though, and so far appear not to have been too majorly attacked. Strange that whatever it is is eating the beans only.
‘Something’ is eating the mulberries, but he’s basically sticking to the ripe ones and has worked out how to reach the higher ripe ones all on his own. It does mean we may not get enough for a pie, but they are actually being used which is a good thing:-)
Many tomatoes set on the Roma vines, and many plums. Noticed the first strawberry flower yesterday. Not sure how we’ll deal with the boy and the rest of the produce once he starts noticing it…
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Here you can see the three sisters. The corn, planted first to provide support. The bean to climb the corn, and the butternut to cover the ground beneath them and protect them from racoons (not that I really expect to have much of a problem with racoons:-) )
Well, butternuts aren’t exactly the same as pumpkins…
We now have about six butternut seedlings:-) Each corn has at least one Borlotti bean beside it, and most have two. I will need to thin them I suspect. Of course, I didn’t really research my choice of bean. I was thinking of planting beans and I saw that Herdies had fresh Borlotti beans for sale—and they looked so pretty. It turns out that they are bush beans rather than pole ones, so they don’t actually need to climb anything… Never mind. They are so huge already:-)
You have the Rossetti girl look. You are the kind
of girl pre-Raphaelite painters admired; tall,
slender, and fair as a lily flower. The
pre-Raphaelite girl had dramatic beauty; long
neck, large soulful eyes, full shapely mouth
and masses of wavy hair. The pre-Raphaelites
painted girls like this, they showed them in
dramatic situations dressed as famous
characters in legends, plays and poetry. The
favourite colours of the artists were russet,
green and gold. The following artists would
have loved to paint you; Holman Hunt, John
Everett Millais, Edward Burne-Jones, William
Morris and Dante Gabriel Rossetti.
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Listen to a midi version here.
An outlandish knight came from the northlands;
And he came wooing to me;
He said he would take me to foreign lands
And he would marry me.
Go fetch me some of your father’s gold,
And some of your mother’s fee,
And two of the best nags from out of the stable,
Where there stand thirty and three.
She mounted upon her milkwhite steed,
And he on his dapple grey;
They rode till they came unto the seaside,
Three hours before it was day.
Light off, light on, thy milkwhite steed;
Deliver it up unto me;
For six pretty maidens I have drown’d here,
And thou the seventh shall be.
Doff off, doff off thy silken things,
Deliver them up unto me;
I think that they look too rich and too gay
To rot all in the salt sea.
If I must doff off my silken things,
Pray turn thy back unto me;
For it is not fitting that such a ruffian
A naked woman should see.
And cut thou away the brimbles so sharp,
The brimbles from off the brim
That they may not tangle my curly locks,
Nor scratch my lilywhite skin.
He turned around his back to her
And bent down over the brim.
She caught him around the middle so small
And bundled him into the stream.
He dropped high, he dropped low,
Until he came to the side;
Catch hold of my hand, my fair pretty maid,
And thee I will make my bride.
Lie there, lie there, you false-hearted man,
Lie there instead of me,
For six pretty maidens hast thou a-drowned here
The seventh hath drown-ed thee.
She mounted on her milkwhite steed,
And led the dapple-grey;
She rode till she came to her father’s house,
Three hours before it was day.
The parrot hung in the window so high,
And heard what the lady did say;
What ails thee, what ails thee, my pretty lady,
You’ve tarried so long away?
The king was up in his bed-room so high,
And heard what the parrot did say:
What ails thee, what ails thee, my pretty Polly,
You prattle so long before today?
It’s no laughing matter, the parrot did say,
That loudly I call unto thee;
For the cat has a-got in the window so high,
I fear that she will have me.
Well turn-ed, well turned, my pretty Polly;
Well turned, well turn-ed for me;
Thy cage shall be made of the glittering gold,
And the door of the best ivory.