Yay! November is a mere hectic memory, it is summer at last and our gorgeous little garden is thriving. After feeling pretty low and gritty last week it has been an absolute pleasure to be outdoors with the cats and playing in the dirt for a few hours.
I’ve just dug the first harvest of spuds for the season…these are from two plants I only pulled up because they looked so mangey! If this little crop is anything to go by we’ll be eating spuds on a daily basis.
A cluster of baby Ox Hearts. This first sighting makes me very happy as I love their flavour and I thought these lovelies might have been killed off by the late October frost:
Deep into the heart of the red cabbage…fewer holes since I’ve Derris Dusted. I wish cabbage moth grubs ate weeds:
Our fuzzy fennel:
Fordhook Giant variety of silverbeet:
Cos lettuce, endive, radicchio, beetroot:
The once-stunted rose I half-heartedly transplanted when we moved here, 5 years ago .
Our wild, tangled, self-managed garden: