Thursday 28th July 2011
The weather for Spofforth this week was humid with white cloud cover, the mid summer garden snoozing quietly in languid stupor. Unfortunately Diana had digging in mind and any thoughts of an easy day idling through small jobs were soon shattered. However the small patch in the front garden was soon attended to and as a bonus we spotted the first puffball of the season, I would have let it grow on to see how many others came up, but Di is unsentimental about such things and anyway it is her garden! Crop inspection revealed gooseberries, blueberries and red currants in need of picking so we attended to that next. Further on down the garden the brassicas are doing very well and I came home with a fine early cabbage for our Sunday dinner, but the pesky carrot fly have also found their way into Di's crop which is a great disappointment. We agreed to change tactics and use seed tape sown and covered immediately next year, if that doesn't beat the blighters we may have to admit defeat.
"To see the summer sky is poetry, though never in a book it lie-true poems flee"
Emily Dickinson
0 comments:
Post a Comment