With farmer J not back until Monday afternoon the morning was spent hosting a Neal Yard party, such lovely smells and products its hard to choose what is needed. Face masks and hand massages were enjoyed along with coffee and cake.
The last of last years logs have now been stacked under cover ready for next year with space now made for logs to be chopped and stacked in their place.
Figs have now started to ripen as they don't last long once picked but seem to freeze well a grand picking session will have to be done as well as making jam, enjoying them fresh with granola and yogurt and baking them with cinnamon.
Along with figs blackberries have started to be picked for the freezer, wine and steeping in whisky, a time consuming job completed on dog walks (although its a bit of a fight with Franklin as to who picks them first), animal care and jobs to be done. As well as blackberries sloes and rose hips need to be collected, not sure what is the worst in pricking fingers it would be so much easier if no thorns were involved.
After picking Miss F up from the train station on Sunday morning we popped up to Najac. It's gone very quiet with just a few market stalls left.
The pigs are happy to see a new face we are too - more hands to pick that fruit.