Being a Maid of Kent, I would be lax in my duties, would I not, if I wasn't in possession of a Kentish Cobnut tree. Well, lax I am not! There is, by our front gate, a cobnut tree, planted there nearly four years ago because it was the only place it would go in our pressed-for-space garden.
Year one it was little more than a twig but it did force out a few catkins the following Spring, albeit small, stubby brown ones. The following year it put on a bit of growth and the catkins hat appeared the next Spring were long and lush, yellow and dusty. In year three, more growth, more catkins and TWO (yes, TWO!) nuts!! Great excitement! Two nuts might not seem a lot ('Speak for yourself,' says Tybalt, thinking wistfully back to his kittenhood) but it was 200% more than the tree had produced before.
But the nuts vanished! Stolen overnight, they were, by some b*****d squirrel, I reckon. I mourned the loss of those nuts because I am a fan of nuts and was looking forward to having a nibble.
Over winter I dumped a goodly load of wood ash on the base of the nut tree, proud owners as we were of a newly installed multi-fuel burning stove. Actually, I spread wood ash all round the garden because I didn't want to fill the bin with it and I was pretty sure it was mostly good for the garden.
Well! This morning I was in the garden first thing doing a spot of weeding and tidying before the sun made the day too hot (ha!) and what did I spy beneath the little nut tree? No, not THAT! I saw a handful of nuts, that is what I saw. The tree was telling me it was Nut Harvest Time!
So I got a bowl and harvested my nuts! Here they are...
...it's a massive harvest as you can see. Whilst a grocer might be hugely underwhelmed by the offering, I am hugely excited! Now, how do I make the most of the bounty from my little nut tree?