We have had all kinds of different weather here the past month; however, it ha been characterised by dryness. Dryness with and without wind. We have had thundershowers after that, with hail one day. I mean, we had to give rainwater by hand, but you know—it is still never the same as when it falls directly from the heavens onto the soil. After that first rain, all the plants perked-up noticeably. When I say, “All”, I mean weeds too of course. Now just look at one of the four veggie parcels: All these plants have taken off like gang-busters. What you see in the middle of the foto here are the beetroot plants and transplants. to the right of them you see the leek plants. We look the Enviomesh off yesterday, as the first period of the so-called, “leek miner fly” has finished. They will return in August, but these leeks will already be harvested by then. To the right of the leeks is the Swiss chard. Behind all the leafy stuff are the mini Tee-Pee’s with test tom plants and a small cucumber plant. Behind the bamboo sticks are the broad beans, which are really growing-away now. you can’t see the pastinaak behind the broadies because they are in the next quadrant. The pastinaak are just now up and smaller than the beginning weeds. Clippies. We have come across these clippies on sale for 99cent per pack. In the real situation, here they are on the tom supports: And on the young bean plants: Ach, you guys probably already know and use these…but we had just kept on using the soft string, oblivious to the existence of alternatives. We will see how they go this year. I had a look at the apple tree. They are on the swell. My Bride got her first strawb, and this is all that was left. Julius the Rat got the other one. To end on a happy note, a couple of flower images. The first is of my one and only rose—“Westerland”. It is lovely to look at, but the fragrance!!. And this Clem— mrs Cholmondeley.
*mumble* *tidyness* *mumble* *straight lines* *mumble* *sunshine* *grumble* But OK, out loud I will say your garden is one of the neatest I've seen in real life, with that harmonious combination of food and fun. I've been to several park-like gardens, but they don't grow food so they don't count.
This post and your pictures brought me true joy. I could hear your bride munching while smiling. The first strawb....what a treat. And your leeks!! Oh my goodness.... they are incredible. I love how your garden is your oasis of yums and pretty. Thank you for sharing this.
Glad you liked the pics. The next day, mr Ratty Nogood had taken the other one. Ach, but you are right, it is an oasis for us. Those clippies are turning out to be helpful so far. We have shown them to some folks that have come by, and all they said was, “Oh those—I have had those for a while”. Ha ha. Where have I been? I have never seen them anywhere on the lottie complex here. Well, we had a hard wind and rain storm last night, so I will be interested to see how the beans fared. The clips just have to keep them in place until they grasp the poles.
I found a facimile of the clips on line, with two different sizes. - I was trying to decide but hubby suggested getting both. Pretty excited. I spend a lot of time navigating ties and clothes pins.
Mel— That is exactly what we did. But that was not just for the heck of it. There was a purpose. Look back at those clippie pics. One is shown with a thickish stem of a tom plant; the other one is on a thinnish stem of a juvenile bean plant. So then we can use the large clip on thick-stemmed plants and the wee one on thin-stemmed plantlets. Y’know, come to think of it, I could also use the largest clips to secure netting on my fruit tree stems and branches. I am currently using clothes pegs.
My clips came. They are holding up tomatoes, securing flowers to stakes and yesterday helped me anchor remay over the strawberries for the up coming hail storm. Really love them Sjoerd. Thanks for the introduction!
Oh…that is great, Mel. I am really happy that you could find them, and are already using them. Cayu— chuckle. What a nice thing to say. Thanks for the prize.
