St John's Wort: The Midsummer Plant and Its Blood-Red Oil
Hypericum perforatum opens at the solstice, five-petalled and egg-yolk yellow. Hold a leaf to the light and it is pricked all over with oil glands, the source of an oil that steeps blood-red.
Sugar Snap Peas: When to Pick and the Victorian Butter Pea
The point of a sugar snap is the pod, so the picking rule reverses the shelling pea: take them while the pods are still flat and the peas inside are no bigger than a match head.
Carrot Fly: Why a Late-June Sowing Escapes It
Sow a row of carrots in late June and you often miss the carrot fly. The first generation has finished laying by now, and quick germination gets the roots up before the second arrives.
Roe Venison: A Loin Cooked Rare with Summer Berries
Roe is lean and dries out if cooked like red deer. Mrs Beeton hashed it slowly; the modern exception is the loin, seared hard and rested long, with a sauce of crushed June raspberries.
The Minim: The Smallest Measure in the Still-Room
A minim is one sixtieth of a fluid drachm, the smallest measure in the old apothecaries' system. It exists because a drop is not a reliable amount, and you can still count one with a dropper and a 5 ml spoon.
Reading a Road Verge: The Flowers That Date Old Grassland
Some verge flowers colonise any disturbed bank within a season; others are slow perennials of old grassland. Learning which is which lets you read how long the turf beside a road has been there.
The Elder: The Hedge Tree You Ask Before You Cut
The elder turns the hedges white in June. You asked its leave before cutting it. Hannah Glasse used the flowers to counterfeit a French wine.
Self-Heal: The Wound Herb of the English Verge
Self-heal, the low purple plant of lawns and verges. Culpeper called it a herb of Venus; it carries genuine astringent compounds. With an oil.
English Sheep Milk Cheese: The Upland Summer Farms and the Modern Survivors
Sheep were milked in the Welsh hafod and Scottish shielings into the twentieth century. English sheep-milk cheese survives as Slipcote and Berkswell.
Cowslip: The Lost Meadow Flower and the Wine That Drained It
Cowslip (Primula veris) once grew in every English meadow. Lost to ploughing, fertiliser and the demand for the flower-pip in cowslip wine.