Plant sunflowers. Where was that when I started writing out the things I want to do this May? Climbing peas climbing out of their root trainer pots and needed some soil fast.
But I did tie in the roses. Proper wire, proper hooks. Not brilliant wiring. I ought to use strainers on this wall. The same thing will befall these roses when they put on their mad heavy growth as the jasmine. But I didn’t have the skills. Well, I could have come indoors and looked on You Tube. But it was so thrilling to be back at the farm after time away that I didn’t want to halt the momentum.
Here is the guest house south wall all done. Well, they left a few holes at the top of the wall because of nesting blue tits. Sweet of them. Even if it means the scaffolding stack is going to kill the grass on the east garden lawn until the birds fledge. Curse the tree hugging builders. (Only kidding.)
So where are the pickings? Well I could say that we are picking asparagus and brassica greens like mad. But the rather cool spell has slowed down the asparagus growth. And the brassicas are doing what they should – bolting. We are picking some greens for meals. But the main pickings are of a more mundane type right now.
My pockets are full of cloque.
Peach leaf curl. Oh yes, it is persisting, despite ten years of trying to rid the peach and nectarines of the curse.
They survive, but they don’t thrive. I’ve already cut one down after threatening to remove it for about four years. It is out and a sensible apple is in its place. (Which had caterpillars galore in little nests.)
But this particular nectarine produces the most sublime juicy fruit.
And for an encore I squished caterpillars from the apples and then the black currants and jostaberries as well.
At least I caught these little blighters in time. It’s not the infestation like last year.
I’m on top of the soft fruit beasties. That was something I could legitimately tick off my list.
Tomorrow, try harder.