Life at № 42 by E.M. Coutinho
The choice was surprisingly easy. We wanted something that more-or-less matched the facade of the house, so it had to be grey-brown, and this was the only one that came close.
The wisteria is flowering again, and growing like crazy. Everything, in fact, is growing like crazy. My cherry tomato plant is 3 metres tall with so many little fruits the branches are drooping. I’m not sure what to do because it’s reached the ceiling height of the greenhouse. I bought the plant the second week of March, and it was just 5 inches tall. Amazing.
The medlar (loquat) tree is also dripping with fruit. I’m experimenting with recipes. A very kind Australian woman told me I can use it to make medlar paste, which is a more interesting flavoured version of quince paste. Last night I used it to make a salsa, like mango salsa, but with medlar, as a sauce for salmon. It worked really well. I sprinkled them with sugar to cut a bit of the sharpness. Mike was amused to discover what a Medlar tree looks like because there’s one mentioned in Romeo & Juliet.
This morning I got a Clematis Bagatelle (also known as Dorothy Walton.) Now I’m going to circle the garden trying to find a place to plant it. I also had a wonderful garden surprise that I’d forgotten to mention. About a month ago I spent the day walking around the garden looking for jasmine. It seemed unfathomable to me that someone who had such similar taste to my own in plants wouldn’t have jasmine; but I didn’t find any. So I went out and bought two little plants. Last week, on the wall behind the house, hidden between roses and ivy, these little white flowers started blooming- a huge jasmine! And with it the wonderful scent which perfumes the kitchen when I open the door. Just lovely.
Tomorrow morning we’re going to look at another building. Only three apartments, but larger apartments than we’ve been considering. Mike would be happier if I took on a mid-size project rather than an all consuming one, at least for now. I’m staying open-minded. I love the presbytery, but it’ll probably still be on the market next year once work on our house is finished and I’ve got more free time.
And here are the dogs posing by the hydrangea: