Over the last couple of weeks the plum tree has been reduced to nothing but a stump and a pile of logs, despite there being several days when it was too cold to do anything outside. It is really strange to look up from the kitchen windows and no longer have it towering up above the hedge and casting shade over this part of the garden. The Golfer has done a Grand Job but that woman who keeps photobombing the pictures hasn’t batted an eyelid and doesn’t look especially impressed, does she?
Slightly higher daytime temperatures allowed a little time in the garden yesterday and today, when loganberry and raspberry canes in thefruit cage were belatedly tied in and early sweet peas planted out in the greenhouse. After learning about ‘winter flowering’ sweet peas (that will flower early in the greenhouse) from Julie of Peonies and Posies I sowed some back in October and then a second batch of red, white and blue ones later in the year in the hope they would be in flower for Younger Daughter’s wedding. Julie grows hers up netting but so far mine are just planted round canes. Also in this greenhouse are two grasses I have brought in for protection, overwintering fuchsias, pelargoniums, dahlias and those non-performing chrysanthemums.
This greenhouse is completely unheated so temperatures have dipped below freezing most nights over the last week or so, unlike the smaller greenhouse where a single tubular heater has just about kept it above zero. This greenhouse is packed with seedlings, some of which could have been planted out in late autumn but weren’t; sadly, after doing so well with them last year, this includes a number of trays of winter flowering violas that have succumbed to aphid attack and are unlikely to perk up again.
Recalling that a second seed sowing blitz began in February last year, the next milder afternoon could be usefully spent reorganising this greenhouse and moving the maturer seedlings into the colder one to make room for new sowings – and thinking ahead to a draft planting scheme for this year’s cutting beds. And thus the cycle continues…