That’s It Then


So here we are. It’s all over now. The Solstice has been and gone and we’re on the slippery downhill slope into Winter. If the week or so that Spring was allocated is anything to go by, then Summer has had it already, this must be the Autumn it feels so like and Winter will be back soon, to pick up where it left off – not much more than a month ago. It seems no time at all since I stopped wearing my gloves to take The Dog out for our morning constitutional. It certainly feels as if it won’t be long before I need to put them back on.

And what about all those people who took their warm underwear off when the May blossomed? What indeed. If they were quick enough to get it into the washing machine, the world’s underwear is probably at least clean, I can’t say that they’ve had much opportunity to hang it out to dry though. Then, there are the moths. If the world’s underwear is just going to dried, ironed and put back on, without being tucked away in the bottom drawer, where will the moths lay their eggs? There will be a global shortage of moths next year – you mark my words.

Come on Global Warming – get your act together. The use-by date on my sun screen expires soon!

PS It’s not all doom and gloom – here’s a nice cheerful picture of Hogweed flowers to cheer you up.

Hog Wash


HogWeed - Just About to Flower
HogWeed – Just About to Flower

Hogweed has one of those Latin names that you can actually believe, for a change. A quick translation gives us Hercules‘ Skeleton and if you look at the stalks, with their knobbly knee competition entries, you can see how we came here from there.

It is another one of those Carrots. Like any large family, there are the good, the bad and the ugly. One of the problems associated with this is that you might have to poison yourself to death a few times, in order to find out that a particular plant is just not edible. They all are very similar in appearance and habitat, especially while they are young.

If you’re going to eat these things, then eating the young delicate shoots comes with lots of┬ápositives. Most importantly, they will probably regrow, so you will have new shoots over a longer period. Perhaps only slightly less important, they taste nicer. We could go so far as to say the older the shoots, the more inedible they be come.

It’s very tempting to think that once upon a time our life involved lounging round the camp fire, every now and then going out and spearing a mammoth or two. Then, from the Monday after that, we started ploughing the fields, planting crops and herding sheep. But it didn’t happen that way, of course.

The term ‘Hunter Gatherer‘ is a complete misnomer. In reality our ancestors were Wild Farmers and as the population grew our farming merely became more intensified to meet this new challenge.