I've got confused recently, I don't read my blogs once I've put published them so I'm unsure if I've waffled on about this before. Or what I've talked about anything before actually. I don't want to bore you rigid but I just type what comes to mind so if I'm duplicating my words, I'm sorry. Maybe it's the lavender stalks that have soothed me to the point of carelessness. Anyway, today I've had a nice time picking our fruit and vegetables, such as they are. It's lucky there are only the two of us because our meagre amounts would not feed a family for more than 1 meal apart from those luscious potatoes and the beans. I heard a gardener saying recently it was a waste of time growing potatoes, especially if you haven't much room, because you can buy them so cheaply from supermarkets but the joy everytime you dig up those buxom beauties from underneath their canopy of wide green leaves. Now I know I've said this before and I still mean it, I get a rush digging for potatoes; it's like digging for gold to me. Not that I've ever dug for gold but I always have this sort of pirate feel about me when X marks the spot and I unearth those tubers. As I turn the earth over and those colours emerge, uncovering beautiful shades in several sizes I always have a big smile on my face. It's a surprise everytime I find a couple of mega potatoes surrounded by little pebble sized siblings. I love them.
And of I go again!
I've got a right old mish mash going on in the veg patch and I love the higgeldy piggeldy feel about it. I've got chicken wire protecting the carrots from the chickens, a cage set up to stop the hedgehog and chickens getting onto the area where the slug pellets are sprinkled, plastic propagator lids covering up the late planted ornamental cabbage seeds in the hope they will grow in a warmer climate and netting coiled over the spinach leaves which have been decimated by those hardy slugs that have given the broccoli the cold shoulder. I've sprinkled more slug pellets around the few remaining leaves and then, again to keep the birds off have had to use what I've got and all I could find was this bit of netting. This is how it looks.
So, today I plucked some huge sweet raspberries from the canes, pulled up the first small carrots from what is left after the chickens ate them twice (chicken wire has barricaded them in since then to allow their feathery fronds to thicken up again). I also spent fifteen minutes picking tender green beans from our wigwam. Once I'd topped and tailed enough for our dinner tonight I put the rest in a bag and hung them over Jack's door handle. With carrots, beans and potatoes from our garden, together with a handful of garden mint that grows in it's own container to stop the invasive roots taking over, we managed to feed ourselves quite well. Raspberries just lightly rinsed and served with thick double cream for pudding and all we need now is our own coffee beans and then we'd be self sufficient for today at least!
And of I go again!
I've got a right old mish mash going on in the veg patch and I love the higgeldy piggeldy feel about it. I've got chicken wire protecting the carrots from the chickens, a cage set up to stop the hedgehog and chickens getting onto the area where the slug pellets are sprinkled, plastic propagator lids covering up the late planted ornamental cabbage seeds in the hope they will grow in a warmer climate and netting coiled over the spinach leaves which have been decimated by those hardy slugs that have given the broccoli the cold shoulder. I've sprinkled more slug pellets around the few remaining leaves and then, again to keep the birds off have had to use what I've got and all I could find was this bit of netting. This is how it looks.
So, today I plucked some huge sweet raspberries from the canes, pulled up the first small carrots from what is left after the chickens ate them twice (chicken wire has barricaded them in since then to allow their feathery fronds to thicken up again). I also spent fifteen minutes picking tender green beans from our wigwam. Once I'd topped and tailed enough for our dinner tonight I put the rest in a bag and hung them over Jack's door handle. With carrots, beans and potatoes from our garden, together with a handful of garden mint that grows in it's own container to stop the invasive roots taking over, we managed to feed ourselves quite well. Raspberries just lightly rinsed and served with thick double cream for pudding and all we need now is our own coffee beans and then we'd be self sufficient for today at least!
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