Tuesday, 11 June 2019

From one extreme to another - sizzling

As mentioned in our last post, May 2019 has been declared the coldest May recorded in Italy for 62 years. And it continued to be that way right up until the very last day of the month - our various visitors put on a brave face, declaring that the weather really didn't matter, while we wondered if we would ever see anything that vaguely resembled a proper spring or even summer.

We needn't have worried as the weather gods seemingly decided they had had enough fun tormenting us with cold, damp weather and it was time to fling us straight into full, sweltering summer, and now as we sizzle in temperatures that reach 37C during the day and struggle to sleep in a bedroom that doesn't drop below 27C, we can barely comprehend the fact that just three weeks ago we were still lighting the wood burner in the evening!!

But for now, back to the cool, damp end of May, when we were joined by our great friends Allison and Q for a week. They have been to visit us every year since we arrived, and have traditionally come in October but decided to try out a different time of year this year. They must have wondered why on earth the bothered as every time they have visited in October they have had amazing sunny, warm weather, but on this occasion were greeted with mist, cloud, rain, and barely a glimpse of the sun the whole week.

Their arrival coincided (not entirely accidentally) with the annual Via Vinaria wine festival in our local wine producing town of Montecarlo. During the festival most of the wine producers that surround the town open their doors to the public and it's possible to tour around the countryside tasting wine in all the different wineries. As was the theme of the week, the weather was wet and rainy - but a bit of rain wasn't enough to dampen our spirits (don't worry, the wineries were all under cover so there was no chance of the wine being diluted in the rain) and we duly spent a very enjoyable afternoon sampling the wines of 5 different producers.


No dampened spirits here - there's wine to drink!

The following day was also pretty much a wash out, but with the annual Valdinievole rally routed right past our gates we were as good as barricaded inside our property in any case - the road was closed for the most part of the day while rally cars came popping and screeching around the hairpin bends at breakneck speed. It has been a few years since the route of the rally came past our gates, but this time, just like 4 years ago, a crowd of spectators gathered at the gates and eyed us suspiciously when we walked to the end of our own drive.

A couple of things were different this time though: electric gates prevented the spectators from camping out on our property (well, unless you count the guy who used our post box as a seat), and it's likely that the presence of 36 bee hives and a swarm in one of the trees above might have put them off a little bit in any case!

Yes, just the day before Allison and Q's arrival, on coming home in the dusk we spotted an odd shape in one of the acacia trees near the gate. Was it a giant bat? Was it a sloth? We quickly realised that it was in fact thousands of bees - clearly the bees from one of the hives had departed with their queen, and had set up home, at least for the time being, among the branches of the tree.

Is it a bat? Is it a sloth?


The rest of Allison and Q's visit was less eventful, but no less enjoyable. Just 4 weeks on from having a brand new hip, Allison was a little less mobile than in her previous visits, but every day she diligently walked up and down the drive countless times in a bid to build up muscle and shorten the recovery process - it was incredible to see the progress she made just during the 7 days she was here, from arriving with one crutch still in use, to the last day when she managed 7 times up and down the drive without assistance. Not only that, but, determined not to be held back, she requested some less strenuous (on the legs, that is) jobs to help with and, as well as powering through a huge pile of wood for chipping, she and I also sifted and barrowed all the leaf mulch from the end of the drive down to the house, for use on our veg beds. What a warrior!

Chipping.

Friends!

Sifting leaf mulch.


We also took a trip into Pistoia - the reason being that the weather that day was so dreadfully wet that we didn't envisage any outdoor work being done, and couldn't imagine Q wanting to go out on his bike either. Of course, by the time we reached Pistoia the clouds had dispersed, the sky was blue and the sun was out! But that made for a lovely circuit around the main sights of the city, as well as a stop for a drink in the sunshine.

Where did the clouds and the rain go?!

Stuart demonstrates the ancient Tuscan measure of a double arm.

We also made the now traditional trip into Montecarlo for a glass of wine (sadly indoors as the weather was too inclement to brave an outdoor seat), spent an entertaining evening entertaining our new American friends Bruce and Kim, had a lovely meal out courtesy of Allison and Q's generosity, and, as a parting gift, Allison bought us a pair of goldfish!

Yes, the toad pond, while still completely lacking in toads, now has a solar powered fountain, some pretty aquatic plants, and a pair of resident goldfish. The idea is that the goldfish should help keep down the mosquito larvae that accumulate in the pond.



While we're on the subject of larvae, Stuart has constructed our first soldier fly house. Not long after we first moved here we set up a wormery to deal with our kitchen scraps. The wormery was not a great success as, thanks to the high temperatures of the Tuscan summer, the worms perished. But we noticed that the wormery also soon became home to the larvae of the Black Soldier Fly which a little research told us was in fact a super-composter (better, even, than the tiger worms that had previously inhabited the wormery), as well as being excellent food for chickens! Approximately three years ago Stuart added "build a home for soldier flies" to his never-ending to-do list, with the aim to move them in and increase their numbers. Now, he has finally found the time and materials to do so - we wait to see what happens!

A soldier fly home!


The week between Allison and Q's visit and the week just gone is a bit of a hiatus as I spent 4 days in the UK, visiting my lovely family ahead of Dad's 80th birthday and coinciding with half term. It was absolutely lovely to see and spend time with Dad, my sister, brother-in-law, nephew and nieces, and despite the weather doing its best to dampen spirits, we maximised our opportunities to get out and about and had some lovely walks in the countryside around Bristol and South Glocs.

Love these people.

And love these people!


Meanwhile, Stuart held the fort back at home and took the opportunity to dismantle the kitchen, sand the work tops, re-stain and re-seal them all and re-assemble everything!

The day of my return to Italy marked the first day of decent summery weather here - which came as a welcome relief after weeks of grey and cool weather.

The change in the weather also came as a relief for those of us keeping an eye on the forecast for what would be the wedding of the year - our dear friends David and Sarah were to be married here in Pescia on 8th June and for a while we were all worried in case the weather didn't play ball!

But more of that later.

A week ahead of the wedding, we headed up to David and Sarah's in Vellano along with Paul & Kathy and Donatella to all put a hand into helping them spruce their property up ahead of the arrival of their friends and family during the week ahead. With the temperature reaching the high 20s to early 30s it was sweaty work cutting grass (which the previous month of wet weather had sent into overdrive), but many hands make lighter work and we were soon enjoying a lovely lunch and the great company of our friends.

The following day we spent a very enjoyable evening with new friends Andrea and Begoña - having met Andrea through our English evenings at the circolo in Pietrabuona, Stuart had been helping his fiancee Begoña brush up her English ahead of a trip to Brazil later this month, and the pair had invited us round to their place for a barbecue. It was a perfect summer's evening - warm, still, the air full of the scent of flowers, and we had a great time chatting with Andrea and Begoña, eating far too much, and enjoying being outdoors until late at night.

On Monday we welcomed back Australian couple Ludmila and James who had stayed with us for a short period last summer. This time, however, we were showing them to a different house, which they have rented for an entire year! They are great company and wasted no time in sitting us down with a bottle of wine, without even unpacking a bag. We look forward to seeing more of them during the course of their long stay.

The next day we met up with our friends/neighbours Gianni and Serena in Pescia to go and visit a grower of aquatic plants. The plants currently in our pond had been bought from the internet and were, shall we say, not really flourishing. While I was away in the UK Stuart had spent an evening with Gianni and Serena and their neighbours (an English couple) and had got chatting about ponds. Serena had recommended this grower, so we arranged to visit him together. It was a delightful couple of hours, first wending our way up a steep track that leads up the hill just outside Pescia, then discovering at the top of the track a small sheep farm (complete with the sounds and smells of sheep that took me right back to childhood holidays in the Yorkshire Dales - although perhaps with a little more heat!). Next to the sheep farm (and indeed the farmer's brother in law) was the grower of aquatic plants. A really interesting man, he showed us all around all the different types of plants, explaining what each one was, telling us all about the natural plant based remedies he uses, and finally selling us a couple of plants and giving us some additional ones for free.

Pond life!


We now feel as if we are somewhat pond-addicted. Who knew that would be something I would ever say, or write?! It comes as a complete surprise to feel so enthusiastic about pond life! Having originally set up our pond on a purely functional basis (to attract the toads to eat the slugs that eat the mushrooms), it now looks so pretty that we would like to have another one sited close to the house that we can see on a daily basis. Project pond 2.0 coming soon!

On Wednesday we were out in the evening for a fun-filled evening celebrating our friend David's 50th birthday - with family and friends having begun to arrive ahead of the wedding day, it was a good opportunity to get everyone together for the first of the week's celebrations.

We had our own celebration the following day, which was our 7th wedding anniversary (where does the time go?!). Having been generously given a sum of money by my sister and brother-in-law to treat ourselves to a meal out, we chose to go for lunch at a restaurant we had passed many times in the area Marginone, but which we had never been into. It was a lovely place, delicious food, and it felt very special - the perfect celebration.

Of course, Saturday was the Big Day for our friends David and Sarah. A day we've all been looking forward to for, well, a little over 5 months since they got engaged at Christmas. With family and friends distributed in various houses and apartments around the valley, we were due to have the best man and his fiancee staying with us and, after the journey from hell involving a cancelled flight, a delayed flight and a missed connection, they finally arrived with us on Saturday afternoon with just 5 hours to spare before the start of the ceremony itself! We breathed a sigh of relief when they finally rang the buzzer for the gate on arrival!

For all our fretting during May about the weather being miserable for the big day, it turned out to be a real sizzler - perfect for all those visitors from the UK. The ceremony took place in the Palazzo del Palagio in Pescia and was both beautiful and humorous. The ceremony was led by the mayor of Pescia, who injected much humour into proceedings and had both Italians and English chuckling and cheering. Both David and Sarah looked amazing, a true fairytale couple.

A fairytale wedding.


After the ceremony, we ducked out for an hour to spend some time with Reggie before joining the rest of the party at the Circolo in Vellano for a fun evening of eating, drinking and music that lasted until the early hours of the next morning. A wonderful day.

As we start the next week, we have just welcomed our friend Yvonne (well, friend of Stuart's Mum really, but we consider her our friend too) and her friend Liz. It seems they are in for a week of scorching temperatures - summer seems to be here to stay!!







Friday, 17 May 2019

Who stole spring?

No sooner had we said last time that the weather seemed undecided as to whether to give us a warm, sunny spring or a cool, wet spring, than it decided: a cool, wet one. So much so, in fact, that this has been declared the coldest May recorded in Italy since 1957.

When the sun comes out and the wind drops, we are getting glimpses of what we are more used to - flashes of heat that make us wonder if summer has arrived - but in the main we've had cool temperatures, strong and chilly winds, and a good deal of cloud and rain. Our summer clothes have, for the most part, remained firmly in the wardrobe.

Last Thursday was our 5-year anniversary of moving into our house, and we reflected on how grateful we are that the weather in May 2014 wasn't like the weather in May 2019 as we might not have been quite so eager to tackle the mess that awaited us when we arrived had the weather been cool and wet as well! As it was, back then there was plenty of warm sunshine and a blue sky to fuel our excitement at the beginning of our adventure. We had been planning to put together some "then and now" photos to look at how far things have come since then, but the weather last week wasn't up to taking the "now" shots!

In the last week we've had a visit from Stuart's Mum, Sheila. Unfortunately the weather wasn't quite what any of us had been expecting for a visit at this time of year, but we made the most of what we got and filled the week with trips into Pescia for coffee, a visit to Montecarlo, a stroll around Buggiano Castello, a trip to a beautiful nursery just outside Pescia, a lovely meal out and - when the weather played nicely - some drinks in the sunshine on the patio.

Is this the most beautiful nursery you've ever seen?

At times the weather played nicely!

Sheila and Stuart in Buggiano Castello.

Buggiano Castello.

Stuart and I managed to find enough dry weather to do a much needed cut of the grass on the upper terraces as well as some maintenance work in the orto - the cool weather seems to have sent the courgettes, tomatoes, cucumbers, aubergines and squashes into a state of suspended animation, but the fennel, potatoes, radishes and lettuce are coming along quickly and we even had our first harvest of the year in the form of some enormous and tasty radishes.

8 hours of strimming each (spread over 3 days) completed the cut of the upper terraces!

Potatoes starting to thrive.

Our first harvest of the year!
Beautiful borage flowers in the orto.

Not to be outdone, the sage flowers are pretty stunning too.
We've also had another good mushroom harvest from our shiitake logs after a successful attempt at forcing fruiting by immersing the logs in water for 24 hours.

All set for a mushroom risotto.
And, in some additions to our garden, Stuart bought and planted a beautiful sweet scented climbing rose, which we hope will in the future climb up and over the guest pergola, as well as selection of pond plants for the toad pond in an attempt to oxygenate the water and make it a habitable environment for toads and maybe even a couple of fish.

A sweet scented climbing rose for the guest pergola.
Pretty in pink.

Pond life.

Last week also saw the arrival of some longer-term guests: several thousand bees. Once again this year our friend Alain and his helpers brought 36 of his hives to the spot just inside our gates, the aim being to make the most of the acacia flowering season and produce lots of much sought after acacia honey. Right now our valley is awash with beautiful white acacia blossom, the sweet scent of which fills the air and makes you want to drink it in. Inclement weather is not ideal for the bees - heavy rain and strong winds knock the blossoms off the trees prematurely and the bees themselves are not fans of the cooler weather. So, once again it seems as if this year's will be a relatively poor acacia honey harvest overall. Nevertheless, the bees are busy when the sun shines.

The arrival of our guest bees!
So much acacia! All the white trees are acacias (robinia) in flower, with the scent filling the air.
The beautiful acacia flowers - their scent is as lovely as their form.

One activity that doesn't entirely depend on good weather is woodworking (at least, when it's done in the covered workshop and as long as the rain isn't coming in sideways), and Stuart has been busy in recent days honing his wood-working skills after some of the tools he spent his birthday money on finally arrived in the post. Before he could try those, though, he built himself an essential tool in the form of a bowl horse using some scaffold planks kindly donated by our friend Sue.



He then set to work with his new set of chisels and, though he claims they are not perfect, he has already produced a fine collection of beautiful wooden items. If this is just the beginning and these are all trial versions, I can't wait to see what he produces when he's more well practised!










Friday, 26 April 2019

Spring work continues

Spring has well and truly sprung here in our part of Tuscany, and while the weather is still decidedly undecided as to whether to give us a warm, sunny spring (we've had some days when the temperature has reached 29C) or a cool, wet spring (other days have been been jumper-wearingly cool and damp), nature has embraced the overall milder weather and burst forth into bloom.

No filter - just Tuscan countryside, sunshine and irises.

We seem to be going from this one day...

... to this the next.


As we've said before, spring is a bit of a double edged sword - the milder weather is welcome on the one hand, and we revel in being able to sit outdoors in the evening (on the warmer days), surrounded by beautiful blossoms and heady scents, but on the other hand it really feels as if the season takes charge and dictates exactly what work we have to do. Gone are the days of winter when we can decide what jobs to tackle, because in the spring it's a never-ending list of maintenance work: cutting the grass on the terraces and tending the growing veg in the orto, the two of which are tasks not unlike painting the Forth road bridge - no sooner have you finished than you need to start all over again. This is particularly the case at the moment with a good number of wet days mixed in between warm, mild ones, providing the perfect growing conditions for grass and weeds.

One of the other major jobs of spring is, thankfully, not a never-ending one, but a mammoth task nevertheless: the pruning of the olive trees. The actual pruning of the trees, while a big job, is quite an enjoyable, satisfying one, as the cuts gradually bring the trees back to their open, airy wine-glass shape. After having made a small start on pruning the trees when Dad was staying with us, there still remained the major part of the job to tackle. This time we were lucky enough to have the help of one of our guests, Sebastian, who kindly offered us a day's labour during his stay - of course we virtually bit his hand off in accepting his offer, and his day's work with us certainly moved the whole process on considerably.

Reggie took the job of supervising the olive pruning very seriously.
Tools of the trade.

Pruned.


The rather more tiresome part of the task is dealing with the mountains of clippings. If left where they fall, the clippings soon get overtaken by long grass and form frustrating obstacles for those strimming the grass (not to mention painful ones - being hit by a flying piece of olive branch is an eye wincing experience), so it's important to gather them all up. This in itself is a time-consuming task (back and forth, and back and forth again picking up all the pieces) and leads to the dilemma - where to put them all? The clippings were so voluminous this year that we ended up with 4 separate enormous piles - there were just too many to put all in one place.

This may have been about a quarter of the entire amount.

Prunings can't stay on the terraces and have to be moved!

Traditionally, olive prunings are burned, and that's certainly an efficient way of dealing with them, but we decided that we would rather chip them this time (which meant that even more moving was involved - instead of having 3 or 4 bonfires more or less in situ up on the terraces, all of the piles had to be brought all the way down to the car park to the chipper). Having read that olive chips can make a good compost, Stuart decided that composting was the way forward for this year, and together we filled 3 of our compost bays by layering chipped olive prunings with a sprinkling of chicken manure in a giant, olive-leafy, manurey sort of lasagne (which, interestingly, a day or two later gave off a smell reminiscent of cider!).

Thankfully the chipper makes light, if noisy, work of it.
Olive chips.

Lovely full compost bays.

With the olive pruning done for the year (a big "tick" off our to-do list), we were left to concentrate on tidying the orto (weeding and putting in irrigation) and to cut the grass. By spending roughly 2 hours each day strimming, I managed to finish cutting the grass on the upper terraces in the space of a week; with another 2.5 hours of the two of us together strimming the lower terraces at the weekend, the job was complete. A good 16-18 hours' worth of work overall. And, just days after finishing the cut, the upper terraces are already looking as if they need another trim...! It seems as if our "once every four weeks" rule for cutting the grass won't cut the mustard this time around and we're likely to have to start again much sooner.

We began an experiment this week in attempting to re-grow a little ground cover in the chicken enclosure. While the chickens seem very happy in their enclosure, they have scratched the soil bare, which tends to look a little sad. We once tried sowing clover seed in the enclosure but of course it either got washed away or pecked at and eaten before anything could happen. Our latest idea is to use a "roaming" protective frame - to sow seeds beneath it, protect the patch from the chickens to give the seeds a chance to germinate and grow, and then move it on to another patch once the plants are sufficiently strong. We had been toying with the idea of building a frame, but suddenly realised that we already have the perfect protective growing environment in the form of the old cold frames that we constructed a few years ago using the old windows from the house. Having just moved one to make room for the raspberry plot, it was all set to go inside the chicken enclosure.

I have happy memories of Mum staining and naming the newly constructed cold frames when she and Dad visited four years ago (http://themovetotuscany.blogspot.com/2015/03/four-new-fruit-trees.html) so it was lovely to feel as if Mum's legacy lives on and to put the cold frame to a use once again.

A lovely reminder.




In amongst everything this last week we did manage to treat ourselves to a picnic break - on our terraces. With the grass freshly cut and the olive trees freshly pruned, it struck me that our terraces are a beautiful place, but that we rarely spend any time up there other than when cutting the grass or pruning the trees. We decided to remedy this on one of the sunnier days of the week by packing up a picnic lunch and taking it up about 5 terraces above the house. From our vantage point everything looked immaculate (you couldn't see the pergola floor that needs finishing, the end of the house that needs rendering, the piles of olive that still needed chipping... etc.), which was a lovely feeling!




Finally, a quick roundup of some of the stunning blooms and blossoms that are colouring our lives here at the moment - as well as a taster of some of the fruits that are to come!

Pink oxalis.

Tassel hyacinth.

Bugle.

Ink cap mushrooms.

Our first wisteria flowers!

Irises.
 
The flowers on the acacia (robinia) are starting to come.

The black walnut tree is in flower.

Hawthorn.


And the first poppy of the season.