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Had a bit of a clear out of the greenhouse this weekend, composting spare plants that I didn't have space to keep and getting pretty much everything else planted out. All I have now are some parsley, a few brassicas that aren't quite big enough to be planted out yet and some salad leaves that I've just sown, along with peppers that will stay in the greenhouse for the rest of the season. It's quite strange to see the place so empty
The carrots I've sown direct over the last few weeks are sprouting nicely. Now I just have to hope the slugs don't get to them. The wet weather hardly helps with that.
I have a small part of a bed alongside Frankenstein's Greenhouse that isn't currently in use, onto which I dumped some rotted horse manure a short while ago because I had nowhere else to keep it. After my wife brought some thyme and rosemary plants out to the greenhouse over the weekend I've decided to use the manure to extend the bed slightly and fill it with herbs. I did point out that if I got some seeds we could have parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme but the response was less than enthusiastic, let's say. I'm told that chives would be an acceptable substitute for the sage, but it just won't feel right to me.
As fate would have it, our sixteen year old fridge-freezer threw a fit on Sunday and whilst it displays a code so I know what the fault is, I can't get parts to fix it any more. As well as the code it also sounds an alarm that can't be turned off short of dismantling the entire machine and snipping the wires. A few hours of that is insanely irritating. We've therefore had to spend a fortune on a new one. I have no idea how insulated boxes with doors on the front can be so expensive. Describing it as a "silver lining" might be going a bit too far, but one of the benefits of this particular cloud is that when the replacement arrives tomorrow morning it will be accompanied by large amounts of cardboard that I can use when I make up the new herb bed.
The rather less metaphorical and rather too real clouds that have filled the sky for last couple of days have made it feel much more like late Autumn here than the middle of Summer so we had a full roast dinner yesterday, something we wouldn't usually do during the warmer half of the year. Aside from the pork and fennel it was roasted with, it gave me great pleasure that everything else on the plate came from the garden.
As of last Friday we're now composting absolutely all of our kitchen waste. Even the in-laws are joining in, which is nice as I wasn't sure they would. I suspect no longer needing to buy compostable bin liners might be what swung it. The little brown council food recycling caddy that used to sit outside the door has been replaced by two twenty litre plastic buckets. Kitchen waste goes into one and if there are any concerns about it getting a bit stinky then a generous scoop of sawdust (stored in the other) is dumped on top. As it gets near full I'll empty the whole lot into the compost bin.
James
The carrots I've sown direct over the last few weeks are sprouting nicely. Now I just have to hope the slugs don't get to them. The wet weather hardly helps with that.
I have a small part of a bed alongside Frankenstein's Greenhouse that isn't currently in use, onto which I dumped some rotted horse manure a short while ago because I had nowhere else to keep it. After my wife brought some thyme and rosemary plants out to the greenhouse over the weekend I've decided to use the manure to extend the bed slightly and fill it with herbs. I did point out that if I got some seeds we could have parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme but the response was less than enthusiastic, let's say. I'm told that chives would be an acceptable substitute for the sage, but it just won't feel right to me.
As fate would have it, our sixteen year old fridge-freezer threw a fit on Sunday and whilst it displays a code so I know what the fault is, I can't get parts to fix it any more. As well as the code it also sounds an alarm that can't be turned off short of dismantling the entire machine and snipping the wires. A few hours of that is insanely irritating. We've therefore had to spend a fortune on a new one. I have no idea how insulated boxes with doors on the front can be so expensive. Describing it as a "silver lining" might be going a bit too far, but one of the benefits of this particular cloud is that when the replacement arrives tomorrow morning it will be accompanied by large amounts of cardboard that I can use when I make up the new herb bed.
The rather less metaphorical and rather too real clouds that have filled the sky for last couple of days have made it feel much more like late Autumn here than the middle of Summer so we had a full roast dinner yesterday, something we wouldn't usually do during the warmer half of the year. Aside from the pork and fennel it was roasted with, it gave me great pleasure that everything else on the plate came from the garden.
As of last Friday we're now composting absolutely all of our kitchen waste. Even the in-laws are joining in, which is nice as I wasn't sure they would. I suspect no longer needing to buy compostable bin liners might be what swung it. The little brown council food recycling caddy that used to sit outside the door has been replaced by two twenty litre plastic buckets. Kitchen waste goes into one and if there are any concerns about it getting a bit stinky then a generous scoop of sawdust (stored in the other) is dumped on top. As it gets near full I'll empty the whole lot into the compost bin.
James