First thing today, I was up and out and running the garden shredder for an hour.
These pots are deep, I’ve run out of homemade compost and bags of shop-bought are getting pricey again. So I drop some old pots on the bottom for drainage and taking up some volume, and then half-fill with wood chips. I’m also out of Perlite, so I scatter a couple handfuls of grit in there.
Golden Harvest mange tout, germinated and raised in one of the mini-greenhouses, in these very handy re-useable plug pots.
I like the old fashioned tools. Probably down to having watched Jack Hargreaves’ OUT OF TOWN every weekend as a kid. Handling them is part of the meditative pleasure of garden work for me.
All in, bamboo wigwam inserted, some extra rows of twine for support, netting tied in over the top for plant support and hopefully deterring the squirrels.
We will see if they all immediately die. But I got plenty of air and sun (and three thousand steps) doing all that, and that’s really the goal. Peaceful couple of hours.