Like most people, I would say I know a little about a lot and a lot about a little, but what I know about gardening I could jot down on the back of a seed packet. But I ‘m going to have a bloody good crack at growing some goodies . I’ve wanted an allotment for ages, and finally, since moving to The Croakery, I have the space to put one somewhere. My plan is to make The Croakery self sufficient in vegetables and most fruits. OK, so it’s a long term plan, but I think it’s good to have a vision. So wish me luck. I’m jumping in knee deep. Maybe I should have exchanged my sandals for wellies before I began.
Oh well, So here’s my knowledge of growin’ ……if you plant it, they will grow. I had a little success in England a few years ago, tomatoes, spring onions, strawberries, raspberries and peas. But I really only grew enough for a tasting. My Brussel sprouts leaves were nurseries for caterpillars and my leeks were thin and spindly….something to do with not thinning them. What???
So here I am at the start of Autumn wanting to get my thumbs well and truly green. I told you I was impatient. I haven’t got the time to dig my raised beds. I need to get what I’ve got into some soil now. What to do, what to do? I know, plastic storage tubs. They’ll do nicely.
So off I trot to the garden centre to pick up a bunch of veg that’s half price and a few packets of seeds that can be planted late in the year (This is what I told myself).
Now I need some stones for drainage, that little I do know.
He was a great sport and didn’t mind sharing with his Mummy, In fact he did most of the grunt work.