Long time no blogging – I’ve missed it, but thanks to a major CFS crash I’ve spent most of the past couple of weeks in bed. But I’m fortunate, in that I only get this bad once every few years and the worst of it passes relatively quickly leaving me gradually clawing my way back to something approaching a life. I hate this stage because I have to be extra disciplined and careful with my energy, and because I am really bad at this I find I have to use an alarm clock to shout at me to stop! So anything that brings a smile to my face is a major plus at the moment. This did it:
A while ago the lovely Esther offered readers of her blog baycorns – the seeds (nuts?) from a Bay Tree. I leapt at the chance, and the beautiful things arrived in the post towards the end of March, cheering me up after another bad few days – is there a theme here? Are baycorns some herald of better days?!
Since then I have been nursing two, one in a pot outdoors, one inside in the warm, an experiment. And absolutely nothing has happened, to either, at all. Until this morning, when I stumbled into the study to check the weather and saw a shoot! Now all I have to do is avoid killing it now that it has emerged…
So thank you Esther, we have lift-off!
This really isn’t a good time of year for a new allotment holder to get too ill to garden. Ever wondered what happens if you just leave a plot alone for a few weeks, and the long drought is followed by rain? Wonder no longer. In the gap between the worst of my post Malvern viral thing and my current crash I made it up to the allotment to find that the fleece tent covering what was meant to be carrots, parsnips and radishes looked like this:
TNG and I only had a short amount of time and energy to spend up there, and I was severely tempted to cut my losses and leave it, because the bees love Common Fumitory (the purple stuff) and I rather like it too. However, FIL hates the stuff, and since I have been relying on him to keep the plot ticking over I was going to just yank everything out and get it over with until I saw some carrot seedlings amongst it all. I decided to try and weed it instead. I’m really glad I did, because amongst the rather over large (but still tasty) radishes I found some parsnip seedlings!
Not many, and I am sorely tempted to leave them to flower, having seen them look so beautiful at Chelsea, but it felt like a victory somehow. Add in the carrots that were flourishing away and it may not be as pretty, but it looks more allotment-like.
I also have some very healthy looking beetroot, garlic chives, salad onions and more carrot seedlings. Not a complete disaster, and we have been eating peas, broad beans, lettuce, the Jerusalem Artichokes are reaching for the sky, and we now have a house filled with the fragrance of the sweet peas that MIL and FIL pick on their way home.
It will be a while before I am up to trundling up there and weeding, or even just looking, but in that brief patch of not-so-bad health I also managed to plant some courgettes, squashes, climbing and dwarf French and runner beans and the first of the sweetcorn. If the weather is kinder this coming weekend FIL is all fired up ready to plant out more cauliflower, the sunflowers which are languishing in the cold frame, and some coriander. I wish it was all in the back garden, so that I could toddle out and look at it, do 10 minutes weeding and retreat to somewhere comfy and my Kindle, but not this year.
So, apologies for not having been responding to comments or visiting other blogs, but hopefully I will be starting to get around the blogoshpere again. I have a lot to catch up on!