The windowsills of our downstairs rooms are filled with seedlings - tomatoes, sunflowers, herbs, French beans. All this is because of the windy and dry conditions outside. Our seedlings are in a 'lockdown logjam'.
Today I re-potted the ridge (outside) cucumbers 'Marketmore' positioning them on a circular table that came from my family; re-purposing this old and exotic replica.
Yesterday I put shallots in one half of a raised bed and sowed lettuce 'Little Gem' in two rows alongside. My husband netted them against our hungry blackbirds. The bamboo wigwams for the runner beans are still waiting in their adjacent beds; it is too cold to sow carrots, perpetual spinach and rocket. There is no space left in our potting shed to start our kale.
As I survey the cracks in the clay of our lawn under our apples I, unlike the cheerful weather forecasters of our regional TV news, am praying for good soaking rain.
