Hanging out the washing today reminded me of when I lived in Greece. Hot and dry – brilliant for washing. Not so fab when you’re trying to dig out dandelions, which was another job on the list.
Maybe it’s my imagination or maybe there are more of what I consider to be weeds this year. If only my spinach would grow so well!
Sometimes, I wonder why we bother with annuals at all, considering the heartache they provoke. The courgettes have failed to germinate, as have the aubergines. The latter were no shows last year, too, so I think it is the seeds. On the other hand, at this time last year, I had six courgette plants.
Perennials can have their moments, too, though. Whilst trying to get my spade in the concrete for soil, I noticed thorned stems growing from the blackberry bush. I’ve got the thorned variety growing from the roots elsewhere in the garden but this is the clincher.
The thornless blackberry bush is going to the municipal compost heap, unless I can Freegle it, at the end of the season. I don’t mind digging up the annual vegetable patch to get at roots but the forest garden, where it has now moved to, is another matter.
Let’s hope there are lots of berries this year (none last), so my daughter can have one last home-based forage for them. Then we’ll stick to all the ones growing everywhere else.