Mid-September at La Pouyette

Oh, what a beautiful Morning....

...Oh, what a beautiful Day...

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"The breezes taste

Of apple peel.

The air is full

Of smells to feel-

Ripe fruit, old footballs,

Burning brush,

New books, erasers,

Chalk, and such.

The bee, his hive,

Well-honeyed hum,

And Mother cuts Chrysanthemums.

Like plates washed clean

With suds, the days

Are polished with

A morning haze."

John Updike, September

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A late summer garden has a tranquility

found no other time of the year.

William Longgood

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Oskar, fascinated by the sunset...

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Still life with Apples and a Pomegranate, 1871-2

Jean-Désirée-Gustave Courbet

National Gallery, London

Bon Weekend

First September Weekend

 Fig- Harvesting...

..."tons" of blue figs!

some of  'over-ripened', and what the birds and bees don't get fall on the ground.

  Around and under the tree it smells like in a distillery!

and....of course...

...the best ones are always at the top of the tree where we cannot reach them

because this tree is so big!

So, what to do with all....?

Making Jam?  Maybe.....

But definitely Fig chutney!

Very simple and easy....

...with Coleman's mustard powder, ginger, curry, pepperonis, onions...and...or...,

there are many different ways  -  'Chacun a son gout'

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This is our other large fig tree...

...with yellow figs, slightly smaller,

which are perfect for drying by spearing them along on thin wooden spears

and storing them in a relatively dark, cool, airy and dry space.

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Finally I cut all lavender...

...which we left over summer on the shrubs to please our holiday guests.

By now faded and somewhat dried out,

but still good enough to distribute them in the house to keep the moths away,

and much better than any moth powder!

And this will go to the store....

...filling the whole room with its beautiful aroma

and helping to protect all my textiles.

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My quote for the weekend:

"The butterfly counts not months but moments,

and has time enough"

Rabindranath Tagore

It seems to be good to be a butterfly!

Bon Weekend!