We woke up this morning to a very light powdering of snow, belying thoughts that winter is over. This follows persistent and very heavy frost over a couple of days last week. Who said there were signs of spring?
Last week's frost stayed all day in parts where the sun didn't reach, one of those parts being my garden. The whole lot remained frostbound for two or three days, demonstrating the difficulties I am under in its situation.
The garden is at the front of the house, facing south and some very tall Leylandii trees border it at the far end. Not mine, I may add, but belonging to the neighbouring property. We're a through terrace, but we don't have a back garden due to the awkward configuration of the houses around here, so I'm stuck with what I've got.
I've already written about the vegetable patch at the furthest end of the garden which I have been considering giving up due to the lack of success at growing anything there. The fact that we had frost long after it disappeared from most other places highlighted the fact that our garden is not ideally placed.
Ah well, we battle on
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Izzy wizzy, let’s get busy
The garden has remained untouched after a bad back and tiring flu-type illness laid me low in health and spirit. Mind you, there was also snow for perhaps a week or more.
One gardening website - I forget which - reckons one should rule out January altogether for any outdoor work. But Susan, my weather oracle, believes it won't get bad again. She bases that on her gut feeling and seeing two huge flocks of geese flying in a north-west direction the other day while she was out walking the dog in the woods.
Whatever the outcome, there is a definite feeling of spring in the air and I have even got some produce to get started.
I mentioned the possibility of shallots in a blog posting last year and have finally got round to buying some from Poundland. They'll be going in the ground soon on a spot near the compost bin where crops have not really done well. Maybe this will finally be the year when something takes there.
Good friend Kate has given me some onions and first early potatoes called Rocket. She got hers from Wilkinsons, another fine store patronised by those on a tight budget.
You don't have to spend a fortune on seeds and bulbs, but I don't suppose a purist would approve.
One gardening website - I forget which - reckons one should rule out January altogether for any outdoor work. But Susan, my weather oracle, believes it won't get bad again. She bases that on her gut feeling and seeing two huge flocks of geese flying in a north-west direction the other day while she was out walking the dog in the woods.
Whatever the outcome, there is a definite feeling of spring in the air and I have even got some produce to get started.
I mentioned the possibility of shallots in a blog posting last year and have finally got round to buying some from Poundland. They'll be going in the ground soon on a spot near the compost bin where crops have not really done well. Maybe this will finally be the year when something takes there.
Good friend Kate has given me some onions and first early potatoes called Rocket. She got hers from Wilkinsons, another fine store patronised by those on a tight budget.
You don't have to spend a fortune on seeds and bulbs, but I don't suppose a purist would approve.
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