We planted eggplant, an olive tree, pumpkin and around the gate in the front yard, tomatoes. We're running out of places to put things.
We covered everything in pea straw and poured an organic fertiliser over it.
The bugs have been eating our broccoli. I understand why. I love broccoli too. I've sprayed them with various mixtures over the years to stop them and usually a mix of garlic and chilli works. I'm trying a coffee spray out this time. I've been told it works marvellously. Once again understandable. I don't like coffee either.
I pulled up some raddichio that's been growing for about a year and a half but has never actually sprouted those little red balls of leaves. I always feel a little bad pulling plants up. Poor little guys. This may be left as a remnant from my childhood where if I hit my head on a table and started crying, I'd be made to apologise to the table. Crazy family.
I think it's mainly because I spend so much time wondering at the marvels of nature I feel bad that it's by my hand that these beautiful things are destroyed.
Grow, little veggies. Xx
