Miles walked: 127.5      Miles left to walk: 372.5

October might be just round the corner, but the vegetable garden still looks green and full. We have already harvested several rows of veg and there are gaps, but there is still plenty to come.


Typically, we have to leave for a couple of weeks now and the garden will have to look after itself. A night of warm, steady rain last night was just perfect and saves me a big watering job today! I have planted ‘Golden Frills’ mustard greens, winter radish, ‘Winter Density’ lettuce, lambs’ lettuce, American landcress and pak choi (green, red and yellow) – let’s see what happens. We have to take our chances here, the climate is so different to what we are used to. A visiting Asturian told me a couple of weeks ago that it was no good planting late beans in July as nothing would come of them. Well, okay, they’re not the beautiful white Asturian beans which our neighbours are busy harvesting and drying in their horreos . . . but the ‘Delinel’ dwarf French beans and ‘Imperio Blanco’ cannellino are doing just fine.




Imperio Blanco




No sign of the cucumbers stopping yet.


The leeks are some of the best we’ve ever grown.


The aubergines are still fruiting well.


We have an abundance of green peppers.


Once ripened, we will freeze the chillies.


Despite whitefly, snails and caterpillars, the brassicas are showing promise.


Time to harvest our two little bonus melons.


Welsh onions and beetroot have been reliable croppers for weeks.

Fruitwise, we are entering the second wave of peaches, and this harvest promises to be as abundant as the first. These are different, though: smaller, greener with just a pinkish blush and white flesh, and a subtle, perfumed flavour. There are plenty of apricots, too. 


We should return to a good crop of pears, despite the trees’ recent trauma.


The figs and kiwis won’t be too far behind!



At 5:30 am yesterday, all the dogs in the valley went berserk. Most noticeably, the deep, resonant voices of the huge mountain dogs that live in the fields with the flocks and herds, ricocheted off the mountainsides in a frenetic frenzy. In our field behind the house, a deer barked a frantic warning before racing up into the woods. Someone or something had seriously spooked them. Out walking later in the day, I stopped to chat to Jairo who was off to tend his livestock further up the mountain. A casual comment about the dogs he keeps up there led to a fascinating discussion about wolves: from scarcely being a problem, wolf numbers have increased to a point where now they can pose a very real danger to farm animals, particularly herds of goats, which is why the dogs run with them. Even in the village, the small flocks of sheep have ‘guardian’ dogs; they are huge, but as Jairo pointed out, they might bark but they will not hurt you. The point is, in the face of the growing population of the Iberian wolf, a very scary bark does the job . . . and there was me making jokes about Red Riding Hood’s Granny and The Wolf! 🙂

http://www.wildlifeextra.com/go/world/Iberian-wolf.html#cr .


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