A Robin sat in the plum tree watching me work in the veg patch on Sunday – singing for all he was worth. I whistled back at him, trying to mimic his song – he laughed in the face of my pathetic attempt and flew off. Oh well you can’t win ‘em all.
I set myself the task of clearing the courgettes and planting out the cavolo nero kale. Let me tell you – those courgette plants are vicious brutes when you are working amongst the leaves and stems – my arms were cut to ribbons.
I left one plant in as it was on the edge of the bed and not in the way.
The bed cleared of weeds, refreshed with compost and kale planted, pelleted against slugs and snails and netted against pigeons and badgers.
Beetroot seedlings have been planted in the spare troughs and broad beans sown in the greenhouse.
Now all I have to do is wait for everything to mature and enjoy the fruits of my labours. Maybe I’ll pull a couple of parsnips this weekend – see how they are faring.