In Praise Of Rhubarb

It’s rhubarb season and I made the first rhubarb crumble of the year a few days ago. It’s Husb’s favourite crumble and didn’t last long. It’s been around in Europe since the 14th century and it’s popular in gardens and allotments as well as being grown commercially where it’s often forced, especially in the RhubarbContinue reading “In Praise Of Rhubarb”

Drawing In The Dark

Just back from the cinema with Husb, we went to see Their Finest, a lovey film, funny, warm and you’ll need a hankie. I had a scribble, of course, but in the dark. I could make out shapes of heads but couldn’t see the sketchbook. Frustrating.It’s good practice though, even if the result looks likeContinue reading “Drawing In The Dark”

But Is It Art?

But is it art? No, it’s  rhubarb crumble. I just made it. I picked the rhubarb yesterday in the garden. Husb says it’s a thing of beauty. Then he ate it. With lashings of custard. Then he had seconds. Didn’t last long.     I have put my series of drawings en plein air ofContinue reading “But Is It Art?”

Rhubarb And Compost

I spent a few hours in the garden this afternoon, potting up some peas, leeks and mange tout ready for the allotment and tidying up after the winter. We collected some large compost bins from Swansea Community Farm last summer, put two onto the allotment and kept one for the garden and I had aContinue reading “Rhubarb And Compost”