The potager shed
All in Seeds
I’ve seen the tell-tale signs. There’s a small pile of compost that has leaked out of a gap in the hotbed and something is nibbling on my seedlings as soon as they emerge. In the absence of snail activity - I’ve checked - I’d say we have tiny rodent guests.
Night time temps are negative at the moment. We have a bitter wind blowing but the large citruses have been wrapped up for winter and all the others are in the greenhouse. The hens have makeshift cladding around the hen house in an attempt to keep the interior above 3℃ overnight.
We’re currently feeling the might of Tempest Hervé which is primarily over Corsica and our garden. Or so it feels. Or maybe it’s the Tramontane. We have had gusts of around 104k/h almost all day.
Can there be anything much more delicious than early spring peas with a generous knob of salty butter? I think all vegetables are my favourites when I haven’t tasted them for nine months.
..that’s it, the 2020 growing season has begun. Over the past couple of days we’ve repaired all the holes in the greenhouse.
While we were in Melbourne we had the most delicious watermelon at a family barbecue, the like of which I hadn’t seen before. It was citrussy, with more flavour than a standard red watermelon.
