Sunday, 12 May 2013
What's So Bad About Feeling Good
I also inspected the fruit trees: by the right, number! I am very optimistic I reckon there'll be boxes of apples and punnets of cherries this year. I have an orchard of borage - self seeded and multiplying like an oversexed colony of tribbles. My 150 + broad bean plants are slowly maturing - I do love broad beans. My sequentially planted garden peas are growing in sequence. The Strawbs are far out man, and along with their bed fellows the gooseberry bushes are making like a fool on a hill.
That just leaves the wild strawberries seeds to kick in and the sweet corn to reach eight miles high, with the winter squash making crazy patterns in the sky. Basil is here, there and everywhere- it is such a bummer in the city - but the medler tree is promising a whiter shade of pale and the kink in the vine will surely straighten out on a lazy Sunday afternoon.
I think I must have a word with my neighbouring allotment holder. He's mixing some strange brew and I'm wondering about all that strange fruit he has under cover.
Yeah, but I'm feelin' good....