ruminate vb. to chew (the cud)
Saturday morning and this blog post only half done. I came in from the garden at 9pm yesterday, did a bit, then went out slug foraging around 10pm when it was dark. I have Dahlias in the ground, trying to grow, and slugs trying to stop them. With my help, I hope the Dahlias will…
May is the month where it can all run away from you if you take your eye off the ball for a second. So much happening, so much needing doing. A lot of what needs doing is weeding and watering, which eats into the time you need for planting and preening. Quite a bit of…
Our first NGS opening is on the 23rd but we had something of a dry run with a group from Liskeard on wednesday afternoon. It all went well, which was a relief. Having spent weeks coaxing things along and primping and preening it all, it's hard not to feel a bit flat afterwards. There's plenty…
It's all coming on apace now, making up for lost time. Everything is filling out and bare ground is disappearing; a good thing, I don't like bare ground. Lots of things are in bud, like peonies, dahlias and hydrangeas and it's tempting to include the promise of things to come but the things already happening…
Nearly the end of May and we've yet to have a spell of really good growing weather this year. The forecasts have often suggested that things might be getting better only for it not to materialise, so I'm trying to attenuate my hopes for the coming week. Gales are particularly unwelcome and all you can…
When I was writing this yesterday evening it was very obvious that another bout of rain was not far off. Increasingly heavy cloud was streaming in from the west, the Met Office radar showed it to be approaching fast and the forecast was for rain most of the night. Showers are forecast for the rest…
Weird it is. For a good part of yesterday the sky to the south of us was black with rain coming down in sheets. There were several claps of thunder though I didn't notice any lightning flashes. We had about five drops of rain, the rest missed us. Normally that would have been a good…
Very early on I realised that I couldn't remember what I'd posted in these sixes even a couple of weeks ago, so I started keeping a list of what I included week by week. Otherwise it becomes a diary in which it is hard to find anything. At some point I started putting in the…
It started with the Thursday night clap. Most of our neighbours were in on that from about week two. Then one of my sisters set up a get together on Facebook messenger and that has become a Friday morning ritual. Then one of our neighbours suggested we have a bit of a socially distanced street…
Somehow gardening has become a full time job and I can't imagine how I ever had time for anything else. I seem to spend about 75% of my time at home in the garden, 25% on my allotment. Two or three times a week Sue will be up for a walk and we'll amble around…
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