It has been a few weeks since I have posted about my garden and in that time everything has doubled in size.
We have had crops of the first baby courgettes and plenty of rocket. Unfortunately the broccoli bolted (which was my fault for failing to do my research and planting it at the wrong point in the season) but I have filled the bed with beetroot, spinach and radishes which have all sprouted with delicate little seedlings. I particularly love the beetroot plants bright little red stems. We also lost a planter of spinach to leaf borers which severed a lesson to make sure I check the plants daily for signs of pests.
I find it hard right now to maintain the garden as well as I should do. I am so busy, I am always trying to juggle so many things and I never know what to prioritise and when. Many days go by where the garden gets accidentally left to fend for itself. For such a small space I have managed to squeeze in quite a lot and there is always work to be done, weeds to be pulled and grass to be cut. Luckily though I am managing to keep on top of the work far better then last year when, underestimating how little time I would have with a newborn, (oh how I do envy you, you naive me of the past) my loved vegetable patch turned into an overgrown pest ridden disaster.
I am pleased with what I am accomplishing out here. When we first moved in a couple of years ago this space was just a mess of concrete and rubble the previous tenants never cared for. Having never grown any plant before, or for the matter, really managed to keep a house plant alive, I didn’t know where to start in turning the space in to an edible garden. Now it is full of life and is somewhere I love being. I feel like I have learnt and still learn so much through this nurturing process. I look forward to the day when I have a bigger garden for Eli to run around in, to grow more food and to have chickens but for now I am happy with this small little space that I have.