Can you see what it is yet, as Rolf Harris might say.
It's something growing in the seed trays in the conservatory. I never thought the day would come, but here it is. Something nurtured by me.
The herb is chervil. All I've got to do now is find out what chervil is and what I do with it. I'm not going to mention the foolish thought that the word sounds like gerbil.
Looking good.
I'm back after too long away from the blog. I know the thing with blogging is to do it and do it regularly, no matter how small the entry. The truth is I've been a bit distracted by having to return to work and do other things in the evening when I get home.
Still, the vegetable patch is still there, although looking a little sorry for itself. I fear the seeds might not come up because it's just been pouring with rain almost the whole time since I planted them. Ah well, that's the nature of the game - I'm not despondent.
There's been a bit of conservatory action, though. I've planted some herbs in seed trays and I'm hoping they'll be successful. I've got (or should have) mint, cress, chervil and organic parsley.
Outside, I've covered the two lines of seed I planted with sticks to keep animals off and dug over the unused part again. Also, I've dug out a huge plant to increase the space available.
I'm happy. Patience is the name of the game.
