I’m still chopping my way through the phacelia and poppies around the garden. The flowers on the former are almost finished, so they are no longer offering much in the way of food for the bumblebees, and the poppies are plain in the way.
Fortunately, because of the blast of heat we had yesterday, the contents of the compost bin sank considerably, making room for all the biomass I collected this afternoon. And now I’ll wait a few more days before finishing the job, by which point there should be more space for the final plants which have grown over paths and beds I want for other things.
One crop I hadn’t been expecting was
autumn raspberries and golden ones at that. My mum had given me the cane, knowing that I had enough to do because of the strawberries in June. However, my daughter is delighted.
Besides, two fruit is hardly going to be burdensome to deal with. We’d better not fight over them!
Growing out of chaos 