bouquet berries bothy

It is so great to have the old outbuildings in which to store our flowers and fruit, while we toil away outside under a hot July sun.  We are starting to flag a little now, but must pace ourselves for the busy weeks ahead.  Our new part time gardener, Molly, turned the hard work into a garden party today by bringing with her delicious rosewater and falafel to share for lunch.  She laid it all out beautifully in the bothy while I went foraging for herbs and flowers to make a salad - of fennel, rocket, chocolate mint, lemon balm, borage petals, camomile, nasturtium and violas - and it was like dining in the most exclusive (albeit it highly rustic and still without elecricity) restaurant.  The more time we spend picking and arranging flowers, as the orders pile up, the less time we have for garden maintenance, and the weeds are begining to tower somewhat.  Barney had the wonderful and liberated idea this week of taking the push mower to beds crammed with spring bulbs that had become overgrown with willow herb on the point of setting seed (one year's seed, seven years' weed...).   Brilliant!  Nice smooth lawn-like areas where once there were menacing messes.  Now on with the rest of the garden...