As sure as eggs are eggs, plants need water. The ones I grow in our kitchen garden, are no exception. Some are more greedy than the rest, like cucumbers and squashes. I can’t miss a day watering them if I want a decent crop and my hard work to pay off.
You know when its almost the end of term when:
- it feels like every time you check their school bags there is another note requesting something
- You receive a request for a costume required in three days time, that is more involved than reworking a pillowcase, while still working on another costume due the day before
- Minor differences between the children flair up to be monumental
- Clearing work desk is behind schedule (see above)
But I’m not complaining.
The ladybirds and soldier beetles have increased in number into a mighty army
There is evidence of a new generation of ladybirds. Each broad bean plant must have had at least five of these, munching away on black flies. I admit, last week I toyed with the idea of using an organic solution, but I held off for fear of killing the good guys at the same time. I’m so glad I trusted my instinct. Or was it the flower fairies?
Additionally, I was able to show the children the whole life cycle of the ladybird, just from the mini-beasts we found on the broad beans.
The courgette plants are doing well.
Very well. The children took turns to carry this one back to the house and show DH. This year looks a good year to dig out the marrow and ginger jam recipe. There are four more like this plus dozens of smaller ones. The children pointed out that my idea of hollowing one out and living in it, was not going to work. They went into great details.
My elderflower champagne is ready and is surprisingly good. It fizzes up as I pour it and is not like hooch. More like a proper grown up drink. Its drier than I imagined and what a delicate flavour. I am amazed. Pleasantly surprised!
So no complaints.