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Things are getting really exciting now as my ‘new greenhouse dream’ is actually happening. Last weekend my husband and I emptied the old greenhouse and took all the glass out, only smashing one pane! We moved the frame onto a flat surface which we are going to eventually cover with a sheet of clear polythene so I can continue to protect my new seedlings and reasonably established tomato plants which are at the moment cluttering the windowsills in the house.
Both water butts that were attached to the greenhouse had to be moved. We emptied the first one into a smaller butt and numerous receptacles and moved it to a safe place then filled it back up. We did the same with the second butt so feel happy now that we have not wasted any precious water.
The builders came and dug out the foundations which have now been filled with concrete. Now waiting for the weather to improve so the brick wall can be built ready for the greenhouse to be installed. Can’t wait.
Welcome to the first in a new series of guest posts! We will be having gardeners from all over the country tell us about their gardening experiences. Our first guest blogger is Peter.
After that warm March we had, everything seems to have ground to a halt. I have picked out quite a few of the bedding plants to put into the greenhouse, which is now pretty full. I must clear the other bench of some of the stuff – pots, seed trays, etc. – that has accumulated. I have a good size cold frame, and the bedding plants that I have put there seem to be doing as well as the ones in the greenhouse, so I guess I can put more in there. My greenhouse is unheated, excepted for a thermostatically controlled electric heater that is set very low against frost. It never comes on when I am in there, so hopefully it does not cost too much.
On the vegetable front, the leeks in the seed bed outside are just appearing, but the spinach beet and turnips are noticeable for their absence. Perhaps the seed was too old, but last year it seemed crazy to plan to grow 1500 turnips, so I had quite a lot of seed left over – still do, so there’s a chance for another sowing.
Spent some time digging out some of those perennials that people have given us that get infested with weeds to give space for the bedding plants. Geraniums are one culprit (not the pelargonium geraniums).
Must cut some more hazel for the climbing French bean, grown for the first time last year with great success. So much more productive than dwarf French beans, easier to pick and out of reach of the slugs! Must cut the hazel this weekend before it comes into leaf. Too much to do, not enough time!
The joy of having lightly scrambled eggs that have the colour resembling the bright orange sun that sets at the bottom of our garden is so great compared to the pale insipid eggs you get from the supermarket. Even though they claim to be organic free range they never seem to taste as good as my girls’ eggs.
Let me introduce you to my Girls. Posh (the greedy one), Pecks (R.I.P), Jazz (the fluffy one), Fajita (the bully) and Pigeon (the dopey one). They must be enjoying the lovely spring weather as – Hallelujah! – they are starting to lay eggs again.
But they don’t make it easy for me! Their favourite game to play is the egg hunt. They love finding their special place for laying unfortunately for me they don’t always agree to use the same place. So individually they find their little spot and that could be absolutely anywhere from flower pots, behind statues, in hedgerow and even under our log store. The neighbours must think I’m clucking mad crawling round on my knees with my head poking through their hedgerow cussing and cursing. And once I find their new hiding place, they’re already plotting where to lay next!
They have a lovely house – it was my daughter’s old wendy house, hand built some 20 years ago so, it’s done rather well. Anyway I made them boxes inside the house lined comfortably layered with sawdust, straw and newspaper for laying but it seems these girls like a bit of rough.
I must say it’s rather therapeutic watching them pecking away round the garden while we eat our meals on the patio. The girls will often sit at our feet waiting for a few tit bits – talk about ladies who lunch! And as far as the beauty routine goes, regular dust baths are a must and don’t get me started on the sunbathing now it’s getting warmer.