Blueberries or Bilberries can be used for this easy muffin recipe It has been such a beautiful day on the Isle of Man today – these are the days that make the dreary days of winter well worth it! So with the sun on my back I headed off to hunt down some of the islands most delicious wild bounty – wild Bilberries. If you’ve never heard of them before, Bilberries are the smaller, and slightly tarter, cousins of blueberries. You might not find them in the supermarket but if
Sweet Homemade Fizzy Champagne Sometimes you’ll have the trickiest time finding an Elder tree and other times they’ll make an appearance just when you need them most – late spring when their clusters of flowers are blooming. Such was the case when I discovered an Elder tree while picnicking near the mountain course while watching the TT races. I picked about 15 of the creamy flower heads on the way back to the car and have already started making one of the most delicious summer beverages ever – Elderflower Champagne.
I think I counted about ten earthworms at my allotment plot last year. Though strange, I figured that with all the digging and organic material I was adding to the soil that it wouldn’t be long before worms would be spilling out of my beds. But it’s now the beginning of June and I can honestly say that I haven’t seen a single worm on my plot this year. Others noticed the absence of worms on their plots too and one member even decided to delve further into this mystery.
Earlier this year I took a short course on beekeeping given by our local ‘Isle of Man Beekeepers Federation’. Meeting every other week for three months, it was an excellent way to meet local beekeepers, learn about bees, hives and honey and of course to prepare for starting up beekeeping for yourself. It’s been great but yesterday was even better…it was my very first practical lesson. Meeting at a federation member’s home, our group comprised of both experienced and beginner beekeepers. We beginners were shown the ropes by ‘Richard’, a
With all the cold and ferocious weather we’ve had of late, it’s been a nearly a week since I’ve been up to the allotment. Only half of my beds are dug over for the autumn and worryingly, a couple of them rather resemble rice patties after all the rain we’ve been visited with. If this fair weather holds though, I’ll be spending the rest of the week surveying the damage and getting busy with the rest of the digging. Although my bountiful summer harvest is now only a memory, there