In the evening sun, after an afternoon of much-needed torrential rain, and all the greenery seems to be shouting: “GROW!”
How peas do please. Best eaten right there and then, straight from the pod, accompanied by a small child.
Celery planted under the runner bean canes. Both very thirsty, hungry plants. Will the extra-rich soil I’ve prepared, the thick Strulch mulch, and the daily watering be enough to satisfy them both?
A threesome in this bed, young artichokes, Brussel sprouts and lettuces. The race is on!
The edge of the bed totters against a steep bank down to the stream. I’ve just planted this with a gift-of-ferns, in amongst the primroses and bluebells that are already there. Having got rid of some ugly shrubs, the bank needs some shoring up.
Savoy. The king of cabbages?