SEPTEMBER late blooms and beans
The garden and I are running late. Only now are my tomatoes and squashes flowering, and I fear they may not fruit before autumn sets in. The rooftop is overgrown, windswept and rain battered. Dishevelled but productive and pretty, with a single purple pea flower against a white wall, a flea-bitten viola in a worn-out old basket, leaning towers of tree spinach and bean leaves that have been cut into beige lace by snails. Recently I’ve feasted on huge runner beans and saved some as seeds for next year. Chervil, rocket, nasturtium , chive, mint and oregano are all shooting up strong cut-and-come-again leaves from their soil spattered containers. There’s sage, rosemary and thyme enough to see me through the approaching soup season, and I’ve pegged some up inside to dry for winter roasts and stews too.