We are halfway through June, summer is just about here and there’s some rain about. Whey-hey!! But the lack of Jupiter Pluvius has been a drain and my lawn is rather beaten by it. I’m looking into drilling a well… I need to do something now our little part of South London has decided to holiday just outside Naples…
The vegetables, uniquely for this year, are exploding in the new potager bed. It’s pretty full with a line of 200 peas at the back with French beans in two rows in front. Tucked underneath are squash for later cropping.
Next in line are sunflowers and corn that will frame the three sweet pea towers. At one end onions vie with chard courgette and beetroot, while the front of the bed has tomatoes calendula and cornflowers to draw the eye as the summer develops.
It’s a lot of work but undeniably satisfying and perfect for a year when we won’t be going away and neither will the family who can enjoy the produce. I doubt we’ll do this again, but you never know. After all the purpose behind digging out this and the corner bed, moving the roses and peonies in the process was to prep it to turn it over to meadow grass and fruit trees to reduce the work and maintenance.
The corner bed mentioned above is currently a narcotic of poppies, quite the most intense bee experience currently. It might be short lived but it’s worth it for the joy just now.
Otherwise so much is pushing on. In colour terms, this part of June sometimes feels like a pause, but that ignores the roses and early lillies, as well as some other delights like foxgloves and yellow loosestrife…
Oh and Dog, too. Natch.