I’d forgotten just how much work interferes with life – six weeks gone and not a minute spare to blog. So, having reached the solstice, time for me (like the sun) to pause for a while and reflect on what has been happening in the garden. As time is still short, I’ll keep the words to a minimum and let the pictures do the talking. In some ways, May is probably best forgotten. It was incredibly gloomy, very windy and very dry – a pretty horrendous combination for the plants. I had to replant the courgettes and squashes after gales plus torrential hailstorms shredded them to bits (good job I had plenty of spares 🙂 ). The climbing French beans hung on but have struggled badly and everything in the tunnel sat looking miserable and pinched. Things have picked up in the last couple of weeks with some warmth, sunshine and decent rain: at last, it’s looking a bit more like summer. We are tucking in to delicious salads, herby omelettes, melt-in-the mouth new potatoes, nutty baby courgettes, spring onions, gooseberries, strawberries . . . ah yes, that’s why we put ourselves through the pain!
An abundance of leaves for salad – great braised, too.
Magentaspreen giant goosefoot is a pretty and unusual addition to the salad bowl.
Courgettes and squashes are finally growing.
The climbing beans have been less than enthusiastic but are at last climbing their poles.
No such problems with the potatoes: Charlotte and Desiree are both romping away.
The tunnel is filling out now that things are warm and balmy in there.
The baby Latino courgettes are delicious . . .
. . . and the tomatoes are on their way (these are Tamina).
Gooseberry fool is definitely on the menu.
Roger has cleared the pile of timber between the shed and tunnel . . .
. . . and stacked it French-style to season.
On the subject of wood, the little trees we planted last autumn are growing well (despite some serious badger activity).
Our hedges are full of honeysuckle.
I was glad to get the achocha ‘Fat Baby’ outside: it seems happy spiralling up the summer house railings.
Which reminds me, I FINALLY painted the summer house (and it’s not blue).
The flower borders are full of colour and pollinators.
Green manure and wild flower mixes are doing a great job in the rougher areas.
In a month’s time, we will have been here for a year – definitely time for some reflection and ‘before and after’ photos. Until then, happy gardening, everyone. 🙂