We’ve been away for a few days in France. It’s the first time I’ve been over since we moved back last July but everything was reassuringly familiar. The grass was very lush and green, the blackcaps and chiffchaffs were singing their hearts out, the swallows had arrived and the spring flowers were putting on a fine show.
I didn’t intend to buy anything for the garden but couldn’t resist the lure of these gorgeous morning glory seeds. I know I’ve probably bought myself a packet of trouble: I found them very tricky to grow in France, they are so sensitive to the cold and are complete slug magnets. How they will fare in our cooler, damper Shropshire garden is anyone’s guess. Still, I’ll plant them in pots in the polytunnel and cosset them as much as possible; fingers crossed for a colourful show in summer. After all, what is life without the occasional challenge?
One of the good things about going away is coming home to see the changes in the garden. Mmm . . . unfortunately, some of them weren’t so good: the peas had been eaten for the second time and seeing as they were covered with mesh, it looks like mice rather than pigeons. Time to replant, along with another row of parsnips as there’s no sign of the originals (all fresh seed). We’ll probably end up with two rows now but having been parsnip-less last winter, that’s fine. On the positive front, the broad beans are going well. . .
. . . and there is a pair of blue tits nesting in the box which only went up in the alder tree a few weeks ago.
The indoor seedlings are romping away and threatening to take over the house – we really do need to get that polytunnel up (please, please let us have a warm sunny day very soon . . .). With space now available in the propagator, I decided it was time to get planting. First, some ‘Latino’ courgettes which we grew last year and were truly delicious. Next, anchocha ‘Fat Baby’ which is probably the quirkiest thing I’m growing this year.
Then – ah, yes – the squashes. Roger had already planted some ‘Hunter’ butternuts and five have germinated so they will have pride of place in the tunnel. I tried really hard to limit my selection so here goes: Musquée de Provence, Honey Bear, Maria de Chioggia, Amish Pie, Amoro, Blue Doll, Golden Nugget, Autumn Cup, Flying Saucer . . . ok, not so limited and I have no idea where on earth I’m going to plant them all.
Looks like another of life’s challenges to ponder. 🙂