HeyJaredClouded Silver: Tiny Island Life
Attempts at slowing down, noticing, and living sustainably and seasonally in a little cottage by the sea. No AI.
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Sea Food and Eat It (opens the original)
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We are not even out of September yet - and only a couple of days past the autumn equinox - and my son has already missed three days of school since starting back after the summer holidays due to the weather. This winter is predicted to be even stormier than average due to El Niño, so I guess he might have a lot more days at home over the coming months.After a storm we like to go down to the shore and see if anything exciting has washed up: interestingly-shaped pieces of driftwood, useful lengths
September is Yellow (opens the original)
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“Till one comes to think of it, one hardly realises how many important and pleasant things in life are yellow.”Richard Le Gallienne, ‘The Boom in Yellow’I think that every month has its own colour. January is blue, while February is a dull, foggy sort of grey. Both March and July are green: the former a light, fresh, zingy shade, while July is deeper, more like an emerald. September is most definitely yellow.I would never say that yellow is one of my favourite colours. I don’t own any yellow
Brambles: Fruit That Fights Back (opens the original)
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Brambles, a member of the rose family, are found all over the British Isles, in hedgerows, woodlands, gardens, heaths and scrubland. They are often quick to colonise any area of abandoned or neglected land. The leaves are dark green and palmate (i.e. divided into separate leaflets that all arise from the same point of the leaf stalk). The five-petalled white or pale pink flowers can be seen from May to September, while the arching stems grow in dense thickets and are viciously spiky. The ends of
Goodbye Gertrude. Hello Dolly! (opens the original)
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Last week I discovered the first major casualty of my prolonged period of rest. We’d run out of bread – I hadn’t been doing much baking lately – so I was going to whip up some sourdough crumpets for lunch. I reached for my jar of starter, lifted off the lid, and was confronted by a layer of blue fur. While I have been known to scrape mould off bread or scoop it off the top of jam, and I will happily eat blue cheese, this was a step too far! I screwed the lid back on tightly, thanked her (she was
A Plethora of Plums (opens the original)
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Of all the months to be flattened by post-viral fatigue, August would definitely not be my first choice. November, December, January or February, sure, but August - right at the start of peak harvest season? No thank you!I have been signed off work since the end of July and have been spending a lot of time resting. My energy levels have been very low and the garden has turned into a bit of a jungle, as things like weeding and keeping on top of all the growth have been out of the question. But it
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