Over the last few days, I’ve done a significant amount of harvesting, which is surprising considering we are at the end of the first week of winter. The first session was more a case of storm damage. The peas had been completely bashed to bits, but they were attempting to rally, and I noticed some fat pods that needed picking. I was surprised how much … Continue reading Knowing when to stop trying
It was with great expectation I approached my Yam bed, also known as Oca. As far as I was concerned, I’d done all the right things, I’d fed and watered with a frequency that could be described as regular. I was in a new environment here beside the sea and the soil was more free draining than at the old place and so surely that … Continue reading Yams – Yay or Nay?
The garden is coming along nicely, although I would like it to be a touch faster, but there are only so many hours in the day. I’m still convinced I’ll get there. Having a teenager help, under duress, is filling the beds – slowly. I think Hubby the Un-Gardener may need to step up soon too. I’ll sell it to him like a pre summer … Continue reading Spuds and stuff.
It was such a lovely spring day, and the birds were singing, the lambs were growing visibly with each feed, the sky was blue and all was right in the garden. So still without my list I wandered about aimlessly wondering what to do. And then I remember my yams – Oca or oxalis tuberosa to be precise. I had set them aside to chit … Continue reading And just like magic – bed number thirty appeared.
