There were greengages in the supermarket this week, the most exquisite shade of green, with a blue-ish-white bloom. I can't help wondering if an outcome of global warming might be that they would grow in Northumberland but, on the whole, I fear that the effect will be that very little will grow here! Where I would plant greengages and damsons, in the hope that they would bask in a southern-England climate, they would actually be standing in the cold clay.
Today the weather has been so ghastly that I feel as forlorn as the rotting courgettes and the tomatoes which are sinking in a green gloom.
I hope that tomorrow there might be a brief ray of sunshine that I can share with a small brown dog, while we eat honey-scented greengages.
3 comments:
Chin up! We grow plums in Northumberland and my grandad used to grow greengages in the Scottish borders... give it a go, you might be surprised.
Um, might try it in that case. Trouble is, where we live, the wind destroys everything.
I'm certainly planning to plant some fruit. Do you grow your plums against a wall, as we used to where I grew up in the Highlands?
Yep, plum tree is spread out against a wall. We also have cooking apples, a pear tree and a cherry tree.
Pears are laden this year.
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