It decided to be another hot day yesterday but fortunately we were mostly working in the cool of the forest garden at Old Sleningford Farm.
Towards the end of the day, we did some weeding in the raised beds area, where I picked up some red-veined sorrel and French beans.
I was amazed by the crop of beans in contrast to my own, so asked Rachel how much she was watering them. As it turns out, not more than me, but the key seems to be keeping the plants moist. They need therefore to be sprayed in this dry weather in order for the pods to set.
I already knew that tomatoes needed cool temperatures to set the fruit, so last night I gave them a spray with water as well, in case this would be of any help. However, I am dismayed that blossom end rot has reared its head again this year. (Last time, the tomatoes were in pots as well.)
Anyway, back to our day at Old Sleningford. We had had a culinary disaster with pasta and donated it to their chickens, who apparently love the stuff. Indeed, they fair stuffed their faces with it – and in return we took home some of the windfalls from the orchard, where the chickens live.