Bet you thought I’d forgotten, or worse, things hadn’t worked out and we’d shelved the idea.
Well, you know what it’s like wanting and waiting for things to grow.
I remember the lad next door to us on the council estate planting carrots and digging them up every day to see if they were growing yet! He was 8.
Anyway, back to our project.
The buckets are ready and waiting in the bow for the tomatoes we started off last week in plastic cups. Sadly, no sign of life yet, though we do have a plan B if we have to cheat and buy established seedlings (hope not).
We have also planted garlic and peppers. The garlic is starting to smile above the soil.
The onions are in their trays on the roof, and whilst not exactly going nuts at the moment, we have shoots and are getting quite excited. We just have to make sure the birds don’t get them, and Hubby has put some plastic webbing over the trays and three sticks in each to ward off Mrs Mallard in case she gets any ideas.
Fred is also back in position keeping watch from the grab rail.
Apologies for these pictures being so dark, even though they were taken in good light this afternoon.
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
Do birds go after onions? I would think they wouldn’t enjoy onions at all and would leave them alone.
It’s the shoots more than anything else, and we are getting a lot of gulls here.
Interesting. Though I am not surprised gulls would go after them. Those things are like garbage disposals with beaks.
I feel the same about crows as well!
That they are – but I have more sympathy for the crows, who I have seen act intelligently and compassionately before. Gulls have yet to give me a good reason to like them (beyond their looks, which I find decidedly nice).