Dear Reader, I never step into the garden and fail to find something to amaze or amuse me, however small the garden is it’s full of surprises and secrets. I have waked to and fro every day and I still marvel at how much can be made from so little, there are days when it feels more work then it’s worth. When the weather turns nasty, and only the weeds thrive, where plants are harvested and leave a void, it can be depressing, but then you step out and just poke through some leaves and find something, perhaps a huge squash that required a pot to keep it level, so you dash about looking for something suitable and in that moment you forget everything else. That’s a treasured peace for me, Dear Reader.
People still question the plastic cups, but they really do work well. I’m getting two more areas ready: Behind the greenhouse, for the last time, this time I keep it maintained, and the front garden where ugly bushes were growing. Eventually I need to remove the top soil in the front and re-seed the grass, but I’ll clean up the new are first, matting and putting in pots instead. My Hydrangea grown from a cutting of my Uncle’s will find itself there eventually, the fuchsia that is there will be re-potted and sent to the back and the one in the back will go to the front and I will then forget it’s a fuchsia whenever anyone asks. I love an area for pots for this very reason, Dear Reader, it offers so much freedom to change it all up.
I figure I might get away with more beetroot, turnips, scallions and carrots. Cabbage isn’t an option with the areas I have empty. The vegetable bed would need re-digging and leaning and the red cabbages are still growing, as is the quinoa. I like to keep the garden going as long as possible because when it ends, that’s that for Winter. I am glad that I harvested my basil as the cold spell hasn’t been kind, there should still be a good harvest, but I reaped the benefit of the amazing heat. It’s amazing now, during it was a sweltering pain in the neck. There’s still a lot growing, plenty left to see, this is the best part of the year, well, next to the squash harvest. There are going to be some great dinners, Dear Reader. Duck pairs really well with strawberries. The frozen basil cubes worked really well and the frozen sauce was as good as fresh. I eat so well this time of year, though with the sugar cut out and the exercise I’ll have to watch I don’t lose too much weight. Doubt it, I’ve pretty much plateaued, but if I could have one selfish wish, I’d like to get the surgeries over this year while everything is just right. There’s still hope, however slim. For now I garden. Take care, Dear Reader.