With a hey, ho...

 

It's coming along, I suppose

Still with the shitey weather. Today is the first day in many that hasn't been blowing a fucking gale like it's the depths of November. Also, much like November, it continues to be cloudy, cold, and periodically rainy. Don't let that wee patch of blue sky fool you.

Thankfully, there was a brief respite from the Totally Not Late Spring-like Weather where I did a bit of organising and re-potting.

Behold: My Herb Wallinator

I found a few more of the hangy pots (there's been a bit of a run on them, and they're sold out all over the place), and picked up a few more things from the Culinary Herb people, so from top to bottom we now have: Two types of nasturtium (both sort of dark red/purple flower varieties), fennel, tarragon, celery leaf, chives, and purple sage. The big planter on the bottom has Violets of Many Colours, making everything on the wall edible. 

We ate the last of the chard, last night, so I pulled out the plants and prepped the crate for something else - rocket and/or Good King Henry, I think, to keep it with greens. A few of the beans and possibly peas are starting to poke their wee heads up - I should have prepped that bed, better. If I can get a decent day in the next week, I may just do that and start again before it's too late. I just...this weather just makes it hard to get motivated to do anything. 

The back bed is hosting a bumper crop of weeds, at the moment. We've talked about getting something shrubby to put in pots in the corner, since we can't reach them anyway, but that may be a project for next year. In the mean time, three carrots are hanging in there in the seed tray, so I'm hoping to get them into the ground in the back, soon. 

This weeks feel-good story, though, is the tomatoes in the green house. Apparently they love it there because: 

Looks like a grow-op all up in there

Accuweather promises that this is the last week of the stupidly cold nonsense, and June will be back on track for proper weather. I expect to get the tomatoes in the ground, then, and sort out the back bed with root veg and whatnot. 

In the mean time, the chupacabrae have taken to pooping in the gravel since we've essentially blocked off all of their dirt options, and I continue to find nasturtium and borage volunteers. Plus ça change...