I have been eating freshly harvested lettuces for a week now, and my courgettes are shooting out their first little sausage shaped squashes with large yellow flowers on the ends, but this morning I picked my first radishes and something about their firm plump red shapes as they came out of the brown earth was especially rewarding.
A few days of heat after lots of rain has made the garden explode in colour. The irises and wild daisies are battling it out on the top of a rocky wall behind the barn.
The Saints de Glaces came and went without the dreaded frost, and I am the only one in the village with bright yellow flowers on my tomato plants! Naive city slicker lucks out.