Sunday, 22 April 2012
Go On... Get Growing!
The above photo isn't a 'tenth' of what's growing in the other greenhouses as well, and I'm 'rather proud of myself' to admit to you, that I've somewhat inspired my friend Medina, to 'Get Going/Growing/Sowing'.....?!
Instead of raising funds for The Village Hall specifically, as I did last June, I thought it'd be nice to open the garden to raise funds for our Village Show, so that Medina and I don't feel quite so guilty about 'speculating to accumulate'. A phrase that my father was fond of, and one that I'm incredibly fond of myself.
Of course, your own food doesn't happen to 'grow itself'. AND I've got my friend Emma's Veg to grow in her Kitchen Garden this year too, which I didn't 'this time last year'..... and the two of us are having an enormous amount of fun....I'm therefore trying to grow what her kitchen requires, as well as my own, AND possibly for The Show end August, if I can get my act together.
And I'm about to pot all of these Pot Marigolds around the sink up to sell at Saturday's Coffee Morning in the Village Hall for some extra cash to go towards the cost of compost and seeds now? Because both are WAY more expensive than they used to be when no-one bothered to Get Growing?. Just DON'T get me 'started' on the price of seeds now, okay?!
I'm hoping to get a Restaurant Chef or two interested locally.
And my favourite Irish Chef, Denis Cotter, has a gorgeous Fritter recipe that makes good use of it in my own kitchen.X
Unfortunately, the Lectricity 'tripped', and sent the bread machine into chaos, the resulting loaf ending up like a house brick that resembled a crumpet. So I gave it to the birdies....
I'm half-expecting a carpet of dead birds underneath the mangle in the morning on account of the fact that the loaf was too heavy for them to take flight once they'd had a nibble?
DEAD 'CITING NEWS: Mrs. Batman's Babies have hatched in The Draughty Dutch Greenhouse, on one of the shelves of the green metal cabinets that my Dad gave me.
I have tried and tried and tried to take photos, but the nest is right at the back of the shelf, and my photographic expertise isn't 'up to it', I'm sad to say....
but take my word for it, there are tiny-wee golden beaks and fluffy little bodies in there that just warm the cockles of my heart.
Catch You Later....X