My patio peach had bad leaf-curl in its first year, and was a complete wipeout last year – every single leaf infected! It eventually died. I’ve decided that here is obviously not a good place for peaches, so have replaced it with something different. This morning, a patio peach “Stella” arrived, and has duly been planted in the half barrel formerly occupied by the peach.
Arrived yesterday, the meconopsis plants I order a while ago. They’ve also been planted out, though I fear that the ground is really too soggy for them to flourish.
The first flowers on the Winter Jasmine opened this morning, looking stunning in the sunshine. Three and a half years after I took it as a self-rooted layer from my Mum’s, it’s now large enough that I’ll be able to cut sprigs for a vase on the coffee table during the darkest winter months.
The first flower of the season on one of my Schlumbergeras, among a jumble of other plants. For me, they usually flower in November and February, thus avoiding being either “Christmas” or “Easter” cactus.
Tomato plants pulled up and consigned to waste, covers off the tomato-houses and hung on the line to dry, and the few remaining green tomatoes brought in. If they manage to turn colour, they’ll be OK for sauces and suchlike.
A hour or two in the garden. The bean poles have been pulled up, a couple of self-seeded foxgloves in that bed transplanted to the wildflower patch, and the bed forked over.
Going to the shed for tools, I noticed piles of scraped earth on the step up to the doorway- I suspect that Badger may have made their set under the shed (which is raised on about 18″ high legs, to keep it out of the damp). I’d be quite happy if that’s the case … it certainly would account for a recent absence of rats! I’ve moved the trailcam to cover the area for the next few days, so hopefully will see something.
Glastonbury Thorns are notoriously erratic about the second blossoming of the year. Legend has it that they bloom on Christmas Day (if at all). Mine, however, has just opened several sets of blossoms this afternoon! Although it flowers prolifically in early April, this is the first year I’ve had anything in the winter – a cheering sight on a somewhat grey and windy day.
“Something” had taken to digging a latrine in my veg beds, and to digging holes in the lawn … I had my suspicions, unlikely though it seemed, and set a trailcam. Yes: my visitor is a BADGER !
I am, of course, utterly delighted by this.
For the first time ever, I’m close to getting a second crop of the year from my 7-year-old fig tree! It’s a race between night-time temperatures (last night was only half a degree centigrade) and moderate daytimes, but I did have one ripe fig to pick at lunchtime today.