The potager shed
All in Greenhouse
We’re expecting around 300mm of rain in the next four days. Very little has fallen since November last year but all our water storage tanks are full, so I pumped them out this morning in anticipation of a deluge. About 8000 litres have gone and now we await the storm.
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.
Each morning’s visit to the greenhouse is an utter joy. I lift the lids from trays of sown seeds on the heat mats to see what has broken free from its shell. So far there have been cabbage, cauliflower, aubergine, chilli, sweet pepper, parsley and tomato seedlings smiling back at me.
Although Christmas was wiped out thanks to a dose of Covid, I am slowly returning to real life and looking forward to a new season in the garden.
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.
If you were brought up in the 60s you’ll know that Topo Gigio was a rather endearing/annoying mouse puppet on TV. He sang, along with his family of other mouse puppets.
