A busy day in the garden. I mowed the lawn while Rich disposed of the remnants of the unproductive strawberry plants, then we got down to the planting.
The French beans, as I’ve already written here, seem to have thoroughly exhausted themselves, so we bought some dwarf French beans and dug them into the plot, then opened up the pack of squash seeds I’d bought at the agricultural college two weeks ago and dropped them into pots of manure-mixed compost. I was quite shocked to find that the £3.50 pack contained only 12 seeds. At that rate you’d better hope they all take, but considering how many times we’ve cut open a squash for baking and scooped the seeds into the bin it’s a bit galling.
I’m telling myself these were probably cultivated for better growing, and the ones we disposed of might not have taken, but I’m having a hard time convincing myself.
They should all start to germinate in six days or so, like the cabbage, which is already poking out of the pots in which I sewed them, despite having been in for only a week or so. They look like dark green cress.
Most exciting, though, is the small olive tree to which I treated myself. I had cash-back vouchers from Homebase, so it was effectively free. It’s quite small, but two years old and already sporting a healthy crop of olives, which have yet to fatten up and turn black.
Whether I can wait until they’re black or end up eating them green, though, remains to be seen.
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