A personal diary about life in a country town,
Bungendore NSW Australia
with an armload of basil, the flowers and seed heads, and piled
on the GT (green table).
frost was due
So Jan picked the basil.
We get a bit
twitchy at this time of the year. One frost that we don't
cover up for, and a lot of the vegetable garden is dead. The
basil is particularly vulnerable and you can come out at
mid-day after a frost and find a black bed of wilted
leaves where fragrant green ones where the day before.
This year we planted seedlings of a variety we've never
tried. They bolted to seed very quickly and although we
pinched the tops off many of them, you can see from the
photographs that there was more flower than leaf.
The down side to doing this harvest in one hit, is that it
took both of us two hours to pluck the leaves off, and
another hour to sort out the blemished ones. Although
quite edible, they won't look very attractive, but they're
oil and the fridge for winter cooking. We're planning on a
big batch of fresh pesto with the rest.