Monday morning, drinking coffee and listening to a lovely dawn chorus from the local birds.
Winter has flown by, barely noticed apart from the one frost that burst the hose – which hadn’t been turned off at the tap. Hastily sown broad beans are filling up my little garden. You can eat the tips as green veggies, and the beans once they’re ready of course. So far I’ve harvested a grand total of one bean, but I’m sure in a month I’ll be drowning in broad beans.
My blue moon rose decided not to take a break over winter. Instead, it flowered among the broadbeans. I got my pruning done for my other roses. I love roses, but I don’t ever spray them or fuss over them. I prune them and feed them and hope for the best. I get to enjoy some lovely flowers from them, but I’m never going to seek bloom perfection at the expense of my gardens biodiversity.
My stripy figs didn’t ripen, and sadly fell off in early winter. I got a few harvests of purple peas before powdery mildew took over. It’s been a rather odd time, trying to get the garden back on track after being away for most of 2020, and very very busy in 2021. But I’m looking forward to spring and starting again.
I would love to take some time off work just for spring gardening, but unfortunately with having been hammered by winter colds and a stomach bug, it’s just not going to be possible to have more time off. But that’s what weekends are for I guess!
