Seasons

Getting autumnal.   Mushrooms, mists, gardening moves from harvesting towards tidying.

Battleground - melons vs sweet potatoes

I have tried to grow melons before.  The plants grew to about a foot long and produced one melon each.   I have grown a sweet potato before.   It covered about a square foot and made a potato.   I didn't really look after either of them very well.

So this year I put 4 melon plants in a 2x2 metre square and 6 sweet potato plants in about the same area alongside them.   I looked after them properly this time; they all grew like crazy and are fighting each other for space at the boundary between them.   And weeds are everywhere.

Lessons learnt:   1) Don't plant melons and sweet potatoes next to each other as they fight.   2) Make sure that they each have plenty of space if you grow them properly.   3) Make sure that you can get to the weeds without treading on the plant (plant them in longer narrow beds so you can reach over the plant without crushing it)  4) The melon" Petit Gris de Rennes" is prolific and has exquisite flavour.

The African Marigold pictured is a freebie.   A random seed from last year sprouted so I let it grow.  The sweet potato is good mannered enough to be growing around it rather than over it.

Old hobbies die hard

It could be that we will be moving house some time later this year.   With this in mind we have been reviewing those things that we might keep, and those to be discarded.   I have already given away a bucket full of plumbing bits, leftovers from projects that "might come in handy one day".   Also bits of wood that "seem a shame to just throw away".

Included in the list for evaluation are old hobbies.   I have had an interest in avation since I was a kid, that, after a stint at gliding, changed into an interest in radio controlled aircraft.   Eventually life gave me the financial resources needed to indulge this hobby, and my preference for electric power came to the fore once lithium-polymer batteries gave the power/weight ratio needed.   So a couple of days ago I took out some of my mothballed r/c kit.

To my great surprise, the batteries are still good, and the "best" (that is, with all the bits in place) model I have responded correctly to the controller.   So I carefully checked it all out and took the 'plane out to the field next door. 

I should have reminded myself of one of the most basic rules of flying:  the higher up an aeroplane is, the less likely it is to hit something, since most things it might hit either are, or have one end in, the ground.    So I was still getting used to the controls when the first landing happened, that was more in the form of a cartwheel, and that took the wings off.

Liberal application of glue and tape and the model is airworthy again, and the second, third and fourth flights were more successful.   Will I take up the hobby again?  I'm keeping my options open.   I have no interest in bigger, or faster, but aerobatics is of interest, as is the skill needed to keep a glider in the air.

We shall see.

Mead - stage two

Racked off the mead into demijohns today.  Initial tasings show great promise.  (See plastic cup to the left of picture)  It should be perfect as a sweet wine for desserts or with foie gras.

Gurgle gurgle

French for mead is hydromel.   I have tried to make it before, but the homey I used was from a supermarket, and the result was not as I would like.   One of the things the locals do around here is keep bees, and so I got a decent lot of real honey from known, local sources.   Some special yeast and nutrient from a friend and it's bubbling away nicely.

Vide maison

There was a vide maison in the adjacent village last weekend, basically a car boot sale in a house.   In this case it was to empty an old shop that has been closed ever since we have been in France.   It was full of old electrics, machines and sundry items from a time when complicated things could be repaired by someone with creativity and a "can do" attitude.

I have never seen a carding comb before, and these machines look victorian in their "can do".   It was Aladdin's cave, and if you wanted old things for decorating a pub, it was a dream.

I bought a bunch of CDs and two Salmson pumps as spares for the gîte plumbing.

A big wheel

We went to spend a day at St Malo with my sister.   There's a big wheel in place at the moment, and we took a ride on it.  Great views over the city.