I’m rather impressed with the size of our Tromboncino Zucchini, our washing line has started to tilt rather alarmingly due to its mass. The rogue sunflowers have been reaching upwards, but none is as impressive as the Digger’s Club sunflower which is as thick as my wrist and would brush our kitchen ceiling if given half a chance. My garlic has surfaced and the cayenne peppers have turned a delicious colour. They are so much hotter than supermarket chili that Dylan claims that one with the seeds scraped out has the same strength as ten with seeds. My taste-buds tend to be burnt off by looking at a chili so I think I’ll leave him to experiment with that one.
LITTLE HELPERS – MARCH IN THE GARDEN
We are slowly extending our garden into the unused corners of the garden. The chickens have helped us weed the driveway and the little girls next door helped me plant out a second nature strip garden. I found a lovely Easter reciped for baked eggs in Delicious Magazine and it was lovely to be able to use our own eggs and roquette, but not our own fetta…yet. Hehe, I don’t think I’ll be able to get a goat just yet.
PUMPKIN PENDANTS – FEBRUARY IN THE GARDEN
We were away a bit in January and the pumpkin and zucchini vines took the opportunity to take over everything, although we’re not complaining with zucchini chips and beautiful beans in our tums. We were proud to fill our first basket of produce from our very own garden. It probably didn’t need to be all piled into the same basket, but it just felt much more satisfying walking around the garden piling it up higher and higher!
CREEPING VINES – JANUARY IN THE GARDEN
Pumpkins, zucchini and beans have been cheekily creeping their way across every available surface vertical and horizontal. There is a sweet little road side Organic fruit and veg stall in Deans Marsh and for only a few dollars we got a whole bunch of lettuce seedlings and lovely reddish potatoes. We used a new chicken feed that wasn’t ground up, when the chicken tractor moved on the bed began to bristle with sunflowers, corn and wheat. The sunflowers I transplanted elsewhere, the others have been frustratingly prolific and even the chooks have stopped being interested in their stringy leaves.