Yesterday I forked over the area behind my Shed, dug three enormous holes, and planted the Trachelospermum jasminoides (Star Jasmine).
*fingers crossed*
The lady in the garden centre said not to release the ties that are holding the plants to the sticks until they seem nice and happy in the ground, so I’ll check on them tomorrow and see what’s going on. I need to run wires or string all across the back of the Shed first, as the plants aren’t self-supporting, but I’ll probably need an extra pair of hands to get that sorted.
I could have done without finding half a woodmouse floating in the watering can though. That wasn’t the highlight of my morning.
I had been planning to prepare some containers for planting vegetables today. Unfortunately my back is still so sore from yesterday’s hole-digging that I think it would be a really bad idea to go lumping containers and compost around the garden. As long as I can get the pots ready by the weekend, then I can hopefully convince Paul to drive me round to the garden centre and buy a bunch of plants. (Maybe next year I’ll get myself organised in time to plant seeds. Maybe.)
Don’t know what to plant. Tomatoes, definitely, but maybe a plum type rather than a cherry. Peas, would peas be alright in a pot? Apparently you can grow potatoes in a bag, maybe I could try that. I’d like to have a go at blueberries and cranberries as well, if I can keep the birds away from them for long enough to actually pick the fruit. I remember my Dad’s ongoing battle with the blackbird who was determined to eat his raspberries!