The fruits of labour (or labour of fruits?)

Every morning there is something to collect from the garden. The wind and rain made the pinks flop over the path and the self sown marigolds are past their best but still sending out the odd bloom, so these were picked to cheer up the kitchen. Who says orange and magenta don’t go??. Deadheading theContinue reading “The fruits of labour (or labour of fruits?)”

Going potty

Yesterday was fairly dreary weather wise and I spent a good long while in the greenhouse potting up the last of the chillis, moving cuttings from the “intensive care corner” to the “rooted and on the way to the cold frame” shelf and then potting on and hoofing out to the cold frame those cuttingsContinue reading “Going potty”